Chapter 25: Miss me?
As I drove to work later that morning, I kept on rethinking the conversation I had with my family earlier. I already knew regardless of what I say, my father will always do as Kim pleases, but this was more serious since it was going to lead to his death someday.
Is there really a way to save him and the company?
’I guess fastening my project would help the company recover from the massive loss that’s awaiting.’
I pulled out my phone to check on my new team that had been selected by Ms. Yume. (Naomi Ray and Mei Sato).
"Are you kidding me? Mei? What’s she doing here!"
LUST chuckled [Kim really knows how to play dirty if you ask me. She’s clearly the mastermind]
"But how?"
[Well.. she has probably decided to follow the oldest rule in the game of rivalry]
"What is that?"
[When you can’t defeat your opponent. Join them]
"Hahaha... so she sees me as a strong rival, just as I expected. But tagging Mei along? I don’t see what she stands to gain."
[That’s left for us to find out]
’Right.’
For the first time in my life. I arrived at work with less time spent on the road.
I glided into the company parking lot in the glossy black Maybach. The exquisite exterior and the engine’s growl turned every head before I even parked in the spot reserved for executives — the spot Paul usually took when he felt like flexing his status. Simultaneously Paul arrived at the same time.
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[System Alert]
[Apex Aura + Luxury Radiance Active]
[All nearby females: Arousal +70%]
[Males: Envy + Jealousy +Submission Pressure]
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The reactions were instant and delicious.
Paul stepped out of his mid-tier German luxury sedan, coffee in hand, and a frozen mid-sip. Clearly raged that I took his best spot, his face went from pale red, jaw clenched so tight I could see the vein throbbing in his forehead.
"That’s.. yours?" He choked out, staring at the Maybach like it personally offended him. "That’s a quarter-million dollar car, Kenji. Did you rob a bank?"
His eyes darted between me and the car, envy dripping from every pore. His usual bossy posture slumped slightly into a reluctant difference. He tried to recover with a weak laugh.
"Next time.. find somewhere else to park your rental." — ’There’s no way this slacker could actually own this, I control every Sato’s budget.’
But his voice cracked.. he couldn’t prove himself right.
Suddenly Paul’s passenger seat door opened and I immediately knew it was my red hair slut.
The moment she saw me right next to my Maybach matching with my black tailored suit, her reaction was pure lust.
Her mouth fell open. She squeezed her thighs together right there in the parking lot, biting her lower lip hard.
"Oh.. my God, Kenji," she breathed, walking straight towards me and ignoring her husband completely. "This is yours? You look incredible. How did you become this! overnight?"
She didn’t even try to hide the bond we’ve established. Her hand landed on my chest, feeling my hard muscle beneath my shirt while Paul watched, stunned. "Kenji has been really outstanding, isn’t that right honey? I mean look at this car.. so fancy and power driven."
Her nipples were visibly hard through her blouse. One subtle touch on her wrists made her cheeks flush red. With a series of our intimate memories running circles in her mind. She drew her silk hair to the back of her ear.
Paul stood there fuming, completely ignored by his own wife. "Get to work, Kenji." He barked, but his voice lacked its usual authority.
Sophia stayed pressed close to me, whispering. "After work. Maybe you can show me the inside of that beast."
I smirked, keys dangling from my finger. "There’s a lot of space in the back seats too." I whispered.
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[Quest Progress: Office Takeover 25%]
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Paul looked like he wanted to explode, but he said nothing as his wife and I made our way into the building.
’What’s going on between these two? They seem too familiar with each other.’ An angry suspicious expression played on Paul’s face.
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Along the hallway, standing right beside my office door, was a girl — wearing a sharp blazer top and pants with a tablet in her hand. I recognized her almost instantly but I couldn’t just recall who she was.
"Hi Kenji!" She said softly, with a welcoming voice. "Glad to see you again. Even better, we are partners."
’Wait! She knows my name? Damn it’s gonna be wrong of me to treat her like a stranger. Did I ever have a close relationship with a pretty girl like the one standing before me!?’
"Heyy.. nice to meet you, it’s been a while back. You’re Naomi aren’t you?" We shook hands.
"Excuse you? Who else would I be! I’m Mei’s best friend. Forgotten about me already?!" She replied.
First of all, Mei and I weren’t really close to the extent I could pinpoint the number of friends she had, but I’m guessing this one probably had a crush on me way back as kids.
"Not at all. How can I forget you, how did you even get here?" I chuckled.
"Well it’s Mei that hooked me up. She said she doesn’t want to die out of boredom, next to you."
"Wait! So you mean you aren’t even qualified for the job?"
"Well.. I wouldn’t put in that way." She smiled nervously.
"Nevermind it’s alright. You can run along."
"Wait a minute.. I have the list of GoldCorp’s top 50 clients here, of which all their individual profile’s are listed. I was sent to hand that over to you."
"Good.. thanks by the way." I smirked.
"Okay.. I’ll see you around." A visible blush lingered on Naomi’s cheek as she closed the door behind her.
"Okayyy.. let’s see the suckers here." I scoffed and clicked on the company’s number one top client.
"Hold on a minute? I saw this guy not too long ago. Back at the elevator with my dad’s lawyer."
"This guy is GoldCorp’s top client!? Holy.."
"Ando Goto.. 59 yrs old.. Business philanthropist.. Married."
’Philanthropist!! Didn’t look like one to me.. Seemed more like a taker of life than a man who loves humanity...’
"LUST, please do me a favor and design an appealing invitation card for the names listed here for the upcoming Legacy Dining Eve and send to all of them."
[And that would be a total of 10,000 LP]
"Go ahead."
[Done..]
"Good.. time to seat back and relax.."