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?

was a tense silence, the air thick with unsaid words and power dynamics. Finally, Mr. Atticus let out a sigh, nodding in acknowledgment. "Very well, Mr. Jonathan.

Mr. Atticus extended his hand, which Jonathan shook

his tone gracious but

wondering if he really had given up on

Jonathan...He had watched and heard their entire discussion from a far

he doesn't seem like he has any plans

think the same.' Felix replied, his eyes affixed

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

should I

"Make it barren."

"Consider it done."

***

dipped below the

the sprawling expanse of Jonathan's temporary

as far as the eye could

black vehicle approached discreetly, stopping just out of view. From it emerged Mr. Atticus' assistant, holding a metallic briefcase and

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

and a pack of crow-like blackbirds emerged from the back of

head, seemingly scanning the new unfamiliar

took out several small vials filled with

he poured the

was done, he

moment the birds toggled into the depths of the

the poison landed, the life force seemed to

small animals fled, sensing the imminent danger, and the

timed his watch on his

being watched and recorded by Nidam as

How can they do

that they have the antidote

Sanae said coldly, "Since no one wants to buy a barren land, Mr. Atticus will be the sole party interested in buying it and he can

"Devious indeed."