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. Atticus

for a few moments...Then, with a heavy

his decision, but

distance, Felix could be seen sitting in a different cafe while having a journal covering

seemed engrossed in the news, in reality, his ears were zoned on

that he could easily zone out all other noises and focus on a single vibrational sound wave across kilometers

beasts? How far is he planning to go?' Felix

current development. After all, the plot of land belonged to Elder Kraken and

beasts cause

figured out that if beasts invaded the land, it would force Jonathan to hand it over to the government until

definitely have contacts that would allow him to use a loophole and snatch the territory before Jonathan

squad and they readied to make their move after the assistant brought the beasts to the

the best window to catch them red-handed in

***

Many days later...

of darkness, broken only by the sliver of a crescent moon

border of Jonathan's land, an eerie silence hung in the air, but the faint,

waited in ambush. They were equipped with night vision goggles that gave the

Atticus' assistant would have to

the soft crunch of gravel sounded from a distance. A moment later, the silhouette of a

of the truck was covered, but an occasional muffed growl or roar escaped from within, hinting at its dangerous

expected, Mr. Atticus' assistant stepped out from the driver's seat. He approached the back

Nidam

the shadows with an authoritative shout,

'How?!'

he realized he'd

Jonathan might have prepared defensive measures in his territory after

keep an eye over him to see if he would go to the law enforcement office or hire

saw that nothing of such sort happened, he kicked off his plan in the

that they were being watched ever since they stepped inside the

"GO!"