Supremacy Games

1471 Caught Red-Handed!

A couple of days later...

Inside a plush private room of a high-end restaurant, the sounds of a string quartet playing softly could be heard. Crystal chandeliers hung above, casting a soft glow on the luxurious decor.

Jonathan sat confidently, glaring across the marble-

topped table at Mr. Atticus.

Mr. Atticus, ever the picture of sophistication, poured himself a glass of wine from a bottle perched on the table, his fingers adorned with multiple gold rings.

"I trust you've reconsidered my offer," Mr. Atticus began, swirling the wine in his glass, a faint smug expression playing on his face.

Jonathan's eyes flashed with anger. "You think by destroying my land, you could force me into selling? You've got another thing coming, Atticus. That land means more to me than you can fathom. Even if every blade of grass on it withers, I won't sell it to the likes of you!"

Mr. Atticus leaned forward, his face inches from Jonathan's, the smile vanishing. "First of all, I have done nothing to your land, so keep your false allegations to yourself. Secondly, I am merely here to do you a favor, not the other way around."

"Heh, you think anyone would want to get anywhere on your land in its current state? You must be out of your mind." He sneered.

Jonathan leaned in as well, their faces almost touching. "I know what you did. And I will make sure you pay for it."

Pulling back, Mr. Atticus sighed, feigning disappointment. "What a pity, Mr. Jonathan. I was hoping we could come to a mutually beneficial agreement."

"Beneficial?! I will show you beneficial. Just you wait, I ain't dropping this."

"We will see about that."

Mr. Atticus turned on his heel and left the restaurant, not wanting to waste any more of his breath.

After he returned to his car, he reached out to his assistant again and updated him on the situation.

"Do we wait until his anger subsides? He will sell it sooner or later as he can't afford to pay taxes on a useless piece of land." The assistant said.

staying here for long, so no." Mr.

assistant remained quiet for a few moments...Then, with a heavy

out of his decision, but he understood

distance, Felix could be seen sitting in a different cafe

reality, his ears were zoned on the conversation between Mr. Atticus and his

eavesdropping ability to the point, that he could easily zone out all other noises and focus

far is he planning

After all, the plot of land belonged to Elder Kraken and the fact he allowed it to get poisoned

in letting beasts cause a mess as well. As for the

land, it would force Jonathan to hand it over to the government until the

contacts that would allow him to use

out, he grouped up with his squad and they readied to make their move after the assistant brought the beasts

best window to catch

***

Many days later...

broken

an eerie silence hung in the air, but the faint, distant sounds of nocturnal

shrubs, Felix and his squad waited in ambush. They were equipped

Atticus' assistant would have

moment later, the silhouette of a truck, barely visible in the dim

muffed growl

from the driver's seat. He approached the back of

team,' Nidam uttered

open, Nidam emerged from the shadows

'How?!'

turned ashen as he realized he'd been caught in the

assume that Jonathan might have prepared defensive measures in

see if he would go to the law enforcement

happened, he kicked

had no clue that they were being watched ever since they stepped inside

"GO!"