Chapter 139
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The auction office was buzzing with activity. Zen stood at the payment counter, signing papers while the staff verified his bank transfer. Two million dollars, gone in thirty seconds. He'd spent more on worse things.

"Mr. Diel," the clerk said, sliding a receipt across the counter. "Your necklace will be ready for pickup in about twenty minutes. We just need to remove it from the display and complete the paperwork."

"I'll wait."

Keisha stood beside him, checking her phone. "Boss, I've got three
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  • Chapter 139

    The auction office was buzzing with activity. Zen stood at the payment counter, signing papers while the staff verified his bank transfer. Two million dollars, gone in thirty seconds. He'd spent more on worse things."Mr. Diel," the clerk said, sliding a receipt across the counter. "Your necklace will be ready for pickup in about twenty minutes. We just need to remove it from the display and complete the paperwork.""I'll wait."Keisha stood beside him, checking her phone. "Boss, I've got three missed calls from Willow and two from Sinclair. Might be important.""Later.""And Rosalia texted asking if you're free for dinner tomorrow—""Keisha.""Right. Later."They moved to a quiet corner of the office to wait. Through the glass windows, Zen could see the auction still going on in the main ballroom. Lot fifty-three was up now—some painting that looked like a child had thrown paint at a canvas."Sir?" A young woman in a hotel uniform approached them. "The lady from table three asked me

  • Chapter 138

    The Grand Metropolitan Hotel was packed. Zen stepped out of his black sedan, adjusting his cufflinks as he took in the scene. Rich people everywhere, all dressed like they were trying to impress each other. Same old story."You sure about this, boss?" Keisha asked, falling into step beside him. "Could be a trap.""It's not a trap," Zen replied. "It's something worse."They walked through the lobby, past marble columns and crystal chandeliers. The charity auction was being held in the main ballroom, and Zen could already hear the chatter of the crowd inside."Evening, sir. Name for the guest list?" The hostess smiled at him, tablet in hand."Tom Diel."She scrolled through her list. "Ah yes, Mr. Diel. Welcome to the Children's Hospital Foundation auction. Your table is number seven."Zen nodded and moved into the ballroom. The place was huge, with round tables scattered across the floor and a stage at the front where items were being displayed. He found his table and sat down, scanning

  • Chapter 137

    The press conference was a masterclass in corporate theater. Zen stood on the podium at the future site of Skyline, the skeletal framework of the unfinished building rising behind him like the bones of a slumbering giant. Construction equipment gleamed in the afternoon sun, workers in Mega-branded safety gear positioned strategically in the background.Camera flashes punctuated his arrival as journalists frantically took notes. The city's most prominent business reporters had rushed to the site following Mega's cryptic announcement of "significant developments regarding the Skyline project."Zen adjusted the microphone, his expression betraying nothing of the calculated vengeance driving his actions. Sinclair stood to the side, scanning the crowd with practiced vigilance, while Keisha managed the press at the perimeter."Good afternoon," Zen began, his voice carrying across the assembled media with commanding precision. "Thank you for joining us on such short notice. Today marks a sig

  • Chapter 136

    Night had fallen across the city as Zen sat alone in his office, the only illumination coming from his desk lamp and the soft glow of his computer screen. The Rossi loan documents were spread before him, each page meticulously annotated with his observations. The evidence was damning—predatory terms, hidden clauses, and what appeared to be deliberate manipulation of financial projections to ensure default.Mrs. Rossi had overplayed her hand, and now Zen had everything he needed to take control of the Skyline project.A soft ping from his security system alerted him to movement in the outer office. Zen glanced at his watch—11:47 PM. The cleaning staff had already finished hours ago, and his assistant had left shortly after six.He wasn't expecting anyone.With calmness, Zen closed the folder containing the loan documents and slid it into his desk drawer. He then pressed a concealed button beneath his desk, activating the silent recording system he'd installed for exactly this type of s

  • Chapter 135

    The Skyline project dominated the horizon, its partially completed towers rising like monoliths against the afternoon sky. Construction cranes swung in choreographed precision, while teams of workers navigated the massive structure with efficiency. Despite being 15 percent complete, the development already commanded attention—a testament to Tom's architectural vision and business ambition.Zen stood at the edge of the site, ostensibly reviewing progress reports while actually conducting a far more strategic assessment. Following Wilson's revelations about the underground infrastructure connections, a personal inspection had become necessary."The north tower foundation is proceeding ahead of schedule," James Wilson explained as they walked the perimeter. "Structural integrity tests exceeded specifications by twelve percent.""And the sublevel excavation?" Zen asked, his attention focused on the massive pit that would eventually become the project's underground parking and service are

  • Chapter 134

    Back in Zen’s Home country, after the whole heat has died down.Evelyn Rossi's office occupied the entire top floor of the Rossi Enterprises headquarters, a testament to both her inflated sense of importance and desperate need for the appearance of power. Floor-to-ceiling windows provided a 360-degree view of the city, including—Zen noted with satisfaction—a perfect sightline to the Skyline project rising in the distance. A project she'd foolishly leveraged her company to infiltrate."Mr. Diel," she greeted as he was ushered in by her assistant. Her voice carried the brittle warmth of someone trying to mask anxiety behind social pleasantries. "What an unexpected pleasure. I was beginning to think you were avoiding me."Zen moved into the spacious office with confident strides, each step calculated to remind her who truly held power in this room. He didn't wait for her invitation before settling comfortably in the chair opposite her desk."Avoiding you, Evelyn? Quite the contrary. I've

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