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CHAPTER 167:Blindside
Author: Jejewiyyah
last update2025-08-24 14:00:41

The ballroom of the Brown Empire’s headquarters had been transformed into an arena of power.Every major shareholder had taken their seat, the tension in the air so thick it seemed to weigh on the room itself. This was not just a vote for a chairman, it was a vote for the future of the Empire.

Rows of cameras lined the back of the hall, set to broadcast this momentous event to select private feeds worldwide. Security was doubled, guards in crisp black uniforms stationed at every entrance. The mood was electric, a storm brewing beneath the surface.

At the front of the room sat the current chairman, Henry Brown. He exuded a calm confidence, though those who truly knew him could see the tension in his eyes. This vote was his to lose. He had weathered scandals of his siblings while the Chairman, internal betrayal, and even an assassination attempt on an outsider who had claimed to be the son of the late chairman, Ven. Henry had publicly dismissed him as a fraud, and now, with Ven “dead,” t
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  • CHAPTER 179: A Slip

    The door to Ven’s office opened with a quiet click, but the man who entered carried none of that subtlety. Davis strode in with an air of arrogance, his tailored suit crisp, his head held high despite the storm raging around his life and reputation. His eyes, however, betrayed the simmering fury combating his mind,like a man whose pride had been dragged through mud but still refused to bow.Ven sat behind his desk, calm as ever, his fingers interlaced on the polished surface. He didn’t bother to stand.''Davis,''Ven said flatly. “To what do I owe this visit? I thought you’d be busy...oh, perhaps preparing for court?”Davis’s jaw tightened at the jab. “Save your sarcasm, he hissed, walking closer. I didn’t come here for idle talk. I came to tell you something face-to-face. I know you’re behind this. Every single piece of trash that’s being thrown at me and Victory. The prosecution, the police raids,it all reeks of you.”Ven’s expression remained Unbothered. "Good. At least you’re not

  • CHAPTER 178: The Hidden Hands

    Ven was in his office, the office of the Chairman going through financial reports, consolidating the newly acquired shares Mr. Rosav had handed over, and planning the next phase of restructuring the Brown Empire. Yet, despite his recent victory over Davis and the others, an unsettling feeling lingered in his mind.There was something deeper here,something that had been silently clawing at the very foundation of the Empire long before he took the helm. His father’s death, the fire, the sudden collapse of key accounts,it all connected somehow, but the threads were invisible.A soft knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts.“Come in,” Ven said.His secretary stepped in briskly. "Sir, there’s someone here requesting a private audience with you. He said you’ll know him as Mr. Drip.''Ven’s brows furrowed at the name, but he nodded. “Send him in.”Moments later, a tall man with graying hair and a rugged face entered the office. He wore a simple dark suit, but his bearing carried quiet

  • CHAPTER 177: Victory in trouble

    The morning air in Victory Brown’s estate was still and heavy, almost as if the world itself had paused to listen. Victory was in his private study, swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand despite the early hour. He had barely slept, haunted by the gnawing sense that things were unraveling faster than he could contain. He had thought killing Ven would solve everything, but the boy's miraculous survival and stunning takeover of the company had left him reeling.A sharp knock at the door broke his thoughts.“Come in,” he said curtly.His butler entered, looking pale. “Sir… there’s a group of police officers outside. They’re insisting on seeing you. They have a warrant.”Victory straightened in his chair, the glass of whiskey freezing midway to his lips. “Police? What for?”The butler swallowed. “They didn’t say, sir. Only that you must come with them immediately.”Before Victory could respond, the door to the study opened wider, and three uniformed officers stepped in, followed by a ta

  • CHAPTER 176: Getting Tried

    Davis adjusted his tie as he stepped out of his sleek black car in front of the Central Prosecution office. He walked briskly, flanked by his personal attorney, a tall, sharp-eyed man named Clive Randall,whose briefcase swung lightly at his side.“Relax,” Davis muttered, his tone casual though his steps exuded arrogance. “This is just a formality. Someone wants to rattle me, that’s all like last time.”Clive gave a tight smile. “I’m here to make sure it doesn’t go beyond that, Mr. Brown.''Exactly, just like before, Davis thought. When the media had been silenced, when the prosecutors had backed off after a few phone calls, when his father-in-law’s influence had made everything disappear like smoke. He had walked into this building before and walked out untouchable. Today would be no different.They were led inside by a clerk, through a series of corridors until they reached where they were going, a sparsely decorated interrogation room. On one side of the table sat the same man who h

  • CHAPTER 175: The CIRCLE

    Ven sat his posture composed but radiating an unspoken authority. Across from him stood Bryan and Daniella, their faces mirroring the same determination that simmered within him.On the desk lay a folder, open to reveal a single, hand-drawn symbol, an intricate, almost tribal-looking mark, twisted into a shape that resembled a serpent coiling around a dagger. Ven had sketched it himself from memory, the mark that had been on the hands of those who attacked him.He tapped the paper lightly with one finger. "This, he said quietly, is the mark I saw on the assassins’ hands before they threw me into that river. They didn’t speak a word, but this tells me everything I need to know,that they’re organized and trained. Not just some hired thugs."Daniella leaned forward, studying the symbol intently. Her sharp eyes narrowed. "It looks… ceremonial. Like something belonging to an old order or a secret society. I’ve seen similar marks in documents related to underground mercenary networks."Bry

  • CHAPTER 174: Stirring up

    The soft golden glow of the setting sun filtered through the wide glass windows of Ven's house, casting long streaks of light across the room. It was quiet here, away from the noise of the city below. Ven sat on the couch with Elisa nestled comfortably beside him, her head resting against his shoulder.For the first time in weeks, there was peace.Ven had his arm around her, his fingers gently caressing hers as they sat in silence. This was peace and seem to be enjoying it away from no corporate wars, no assassination attempts, no scheming relatives,just the two of them, breathing in each other’s presence."You know, Elisa murmured softly, "I still can’t believe you’re really here alive with me,after everything....."Ven tilted his head slightly, looking down at her with a faint smile. "Believe it. I told you I wouldn’t leave you again."She lifted her gaze to meet his, eyes shimmering with an emotion that made his chest tighten. “I almost lost you, Ven. When I heard about that car ex

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