Had he offended anyone? The question circled Voren’s mind like an insult that refused to fade, and no matter how many angles he examined it from, the answer remained the same.
The only person who had truly crossed a line was Seraphine. She had been the one to call him a fool without hesitation, the one who had looked him straight in the eye and dismissed his plea for the Walkers Global Enterprise as if it were nothing.
She had withdrawn her shares from Walkers Global Enterprise without blinking, so why exactly, was he expected to crawl? Voren refused to bend.
"Find other experts," he said calmly, his voice steady despite the tension simmering beneath it. "There must be someone better, someone who won’t ask for that much."
David knew it was impossible. Nova Ghost had ruled the cyber world years ago, but his reign lasted only a few months, and no one ever heard about him again.
Even his agent, did not know of his whereabouts or how to contact him and now that he was back, he was even better than before, just like old wine.
However, he knew it was useless to sell this truth to his boss, so he replied calmly. "Yes, sir."
Days passed like dry leaves caught in a storm, too fast, and destructive. Within that short span, Ashkael Holdings had bled nearly one billion. It was a staggering amount, but still a fraction of what Nova Ghost was demanding.
Voren had scoffed when he saw the figure, convinced no one was worth that price. Cyber experts were flown in from all over the world, renowned specialists, elite teams, whispered legends in their field, each of them battling a single, invisible opponent.
Voren poured money into the problem with ruthless efficiency. Half a billion was spent just trying to stabilize the servers, yet every attempt ended the same way, failure.
Pete watched it all unfold with growing unease. By the fifth day, his concern could no longer be hidden. "Sir," he said carefully, "I’ll go talk to that woman on your behalf." The fall of Ashkael Holdings would be his as well, so how could he stay back and watch Voren’s pride to bring them down?
Yes, Voren was a legend but this time, he did not seem to have a better solution than humility, which he was not ready to admit.
Voren leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled, his expression unreadable. He thought about it longer than Pete expected. Finally, he nodded. "Go."
He would not bow to Seraphine but if his assistant did it, that was different. That was strategy, not surrender. "Good luck," Voren added as Pete left the office.
Left alone, Voren turned to the news, every headline felt like a blade. Investors were threatening to pull out, and customers were panicking. The board had called for an emergency meeting, and most of the branches had already shut down.
Without the server, operations were paralyzed, no office work, no remote work, nothing. Voren’s jaw tightened as rage burned quietly in his chest. When this is over, he promised himself, Seraphine will pay for this.
A few hours later, Pete returned, and one look at his face was enough. "She won’t even see me," Pete said softly, his disappointment obvious. He had tried but that woman was just as stubborn as he perceived.
Voren stiffened, then suddenly remembered something. "What about that girl," he asked sharply. "Nicole. They seem close."



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