Supremacy Games

1470 A Devious Tactic!

The Next Morning...

In a lavish lounge with golden lightning and a soft interior, Jonathan and Mr. Atticus were seen sitting at a mahogany table.

The serene view of the city of Hope outside the window only added to the ambiance.

Jonathan, dressed in a crisp white suit, sat on one end of a mahogany table, a relaxed smile playing on his lips. Opposite him, Mr. Atticus, always impeccable in his dark tailored suit, had a steely glint in his eyes.

"Mr. Jonathan," Mr. Atticus began smoothly, "I've heard a lot about your recent acquisition near Hope. It's prime land, perfect for development."

Jonathan took a sip from his wine glass, nodding appreciatively. "Yes, it's a beautiful piece of land. I've had my eye on it for a while."

Atticus leaned forward, the weight of his presence pressing down on the table. "I'm prepared to offer you a generous sum for it. Think of the profit you'd make."

Jonathan chuckled, "It's not about the money, Mr. Atticus. I've done well for myself, and that plot is where I plan to retire."

Unfazed, Mr. Atticus tried another angle, "How about a partnership then? You will receive royalties from anything produced on your land."

Jonathan shook his head, still smiling. "I appreciate the offer, but it's a personal project. That land means more to me than just profit."

"Name your price. Everyone has one."

Jonathan leaned back, locking eyes with Atticus. "Some things, Mr. Atticus, are priceless. And for me, that plot of land is one of them."

"Is that so?"

Mr. Atticus' soft attitude began to disparate...His eyes became colder as he stared at Jonathan.

As a businessman, he would never consider using illegal methods if the legal path could lead to the same results.

But now?

dynamics. Finally, Mr. Atticus let out a sigh, nodding in

up, Mr. Atticus extended his hand, which Jonathan

his tone gracious but with

wondering if

watched and heard their

like he has any plans to snatch

were seeing his face now, you wouldn't think the same.' Felix replied, his eyes affixed on Mr. Atticus who

his assumption as the moment Mr. Atticus stepped inside the car, he reached out to his assistant and sneered. "He said he wanted

approach should I

"Make it barren."

"Consider it done."

***

the horizon,

over the sprawling expanse of

greenery stretched as far as the eye could see, with birdsong

From

was tall, thin, and had an air of quiet efficiency...Dressed in all black, he blended with the

of crow-like

his head, seemingly scanning the

the briefcase, the assistant took out several small vials filled with a dark,

he poured the veils inside automatic

more than fifteen minutes to finish the process...When he was done, he made

the moment the birds toggled into the depths of the forest, spraying the toxic substance over the

life force seemed to

brittle, birds and small animals fled, sensing the imminent danger, and the

a day.' The assistant timed his watch on his device and leaned against the car, waiting patiently for the

the assistant, everything was being watched and recorded by Nidam as he was using

farms? How can they do this?" Ravager said with a solemn tone as

is that they have

no one wants to buy a barren

"Devious indeed."