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.

here for long, so no." Mr.

moments...Then, with a heavy breath, he replied.

of his decision,

in a different cafe while

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

zone out all other noises and focus on a single vibrational sound wave across

is he planning

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

beasts cause

land, it would force Jonathan to

him to use a loophole and snatch

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

was the best window to

***

Many days later...

a cloak of darkness, broken only by the

silence hung in the air, but the faint, distant sounds of nocturnal creatures could be

behind thick shrubs, Felix and his squad waited in ambush. They were equipped with night vision goggles that

since Felix heard about the beasts' invasion. Trusting that Mr. Atticus' assistant would have to come

sounded from a distance. A moment later, the

covered, but an occasional muffed growl

Atticus' assistant stepped out from the driver's seat. He approached the back of the truck cautiously and began

Nidam

from the shadows

'How?!'

ashen as he realized he'd been caught in

wasn't stupid to not assume that Jonathan might have prepared defensive measures in

he made his people keep an eye over him to see if he would go to the law

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

no clue that they were being watched ever

"GO!"