Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

As Kuro Takeda’s master, Yoshie Masaki knew exactly just how skilled the former was in martial arts. Yet, there was no way his disciple could even compare to what Finn Taylor had shown earlier.

‘This…’ The first thought that came to the Japanese player’s mind was to escape—to climb out of the window and leave this place. Perhaps that was his only chance of survival.

Finn Taylor struck yet again.

Yoshie Masaki’s eyes widened, and his lifeless body slumped over the window.

Finn Taylor hadn’t given him the chance to escape.

Only a fool would let a lion out of its den. That was a mistake Finn Taylor would never make.



The next day.

When everyone awoke, the chess association was unusually silent. Yet, nothing seemed out of the ordinary—the only difference was that Yoshie Masaki and Kuro Takeda were missing.

However, not a single person mentioned them. It was as though they had never appeared at the association in the first place!

Finn Taylor didn’t spot Jessica Daimler around, so he asked her disciple to arrange a meeting for him. However, Jessica Daimler simply asked her disciple to relay a message to say that they’d meet when the time was right.

Now wasn’t the right time.

Finn Taylor had no idea what she meant, but he returned to San Francisco after having lunch at the association.

This time, he returned with an extra person by his side—Wendy Jensen.

Finn Taylor didn’t refuse this time.

Bored while waiting to board the flight, Finn Taylor flipped the news on. Suddenly, he spotted a piece of news regarding the American Chess Association: Jessica Daimler had resigned from her position as the chairperson, and her disciple—Megan Daimler—would succeed her.

This piece of news lit a spark in Finn Taylor’s calm eyes.

His mother glanced at the headlines from his side, and she suddenly said, “Mr. Brugel said that he’d be away from Chicago for a while.”

Jessica Daimler had resigned from the career she had been chasing after her whole life. At the very same time, Maximus Brugel had left Chicago as well! There was no way these two events were unrelated, but where is the pair headed to?

Just then, there was an announcement for boarding.

With that, Finn Taylor boarded the plane with his mother, unwilling to think more about this matter.



San Francisco.

The office of the Larson Corporation’s chairman.

The door opened, and a few people made their way in. They were all from the Larson family’s branch families and held shares in the Larson Corporation, albeit few.

That was why they hadn’t sold their own shares when Quince Larson sold the company. Because of that, they had been promoted in the company.

But later on, they left the company to follow Quince Larson. Of course, there was no way they’d return to the Larson Corporation.

After all, they had been branded as traitors.

Yvette Larson would never hire them again. There was only one reason they were here today—to get their money back!

“Yvette Larson, we’re part of the Larson Corporation and have shares in the company. We haven’t sold our shares yet, so we’re here today to get our money back.”

Yvette Larson had no time to entertain her relatives. There were many other things she had to attend to, so she turned to her secretary. “Go get 15,000 dollars from them.”

Her relatives sniggered at that.

“15,000? Yvette Larson, do you take us for fools? The company is worth billions. If you add up all of our shares, it should make up at least 0.1% of all shares. That means that we should get two million at the very least.”

Yvette Larson felt her blood boil when she heard that. ‘How shameless can they get? They threw in the towel and left when the company was in dire straits. At that time, their shares weren’t even worth 15,000 dollars. I was being generous by offering 15,000 dollars. I can’t believe that they asked for so much! Did they even contribute to the company’s growth?’

“Two million? What do you guys have to do with how well the company is doing now?”

“We don’t care about that. All we know is that we have 0.1% of all shares in the company. Based on the current market value of our shares, they’re worth two million dollars. We’re not going to leave without the money.”

Yvette Larson looked at her shameless relatives, speechless. “Alright, wait here for all you want then. I’ve made myself clear—15,000 or nothing.”

With that, she left to busy herself with work. She had no plans on dealing with them.

As she had expected, her relatives left soon after.

Just as she thought that she had scored a victory, someone turned up in her office not long after, saying that the Larson family members had torn up his documents and even smashed his computer. Those Larson family members said that they were shareholders of the company and would have to be paid the proceeds of their shares.

Left with no choice, Yvette Larson went out. “What do you guys want?”

“Nothing much; we just want what belongs to us. The company is worth two billion. Why don’t you give us two million dollars? Everyone knows that the Larson Corporation is on the verge of bankruptcy. Are you trying to cheat us of our money by keeping it from us? This won’t do—let’s call for a shareholder meeting. I want to expose your evil deeds in front of everyone! You’re a sinner in our family’s eyes! You married a useless matrilocal son-in-law and humiliated our whole family, but you’ve never even let him touch you!”

Their words were getting nastier by the minute. If not for the fact that Finn Taylor had personally arranged for the employees to join the company, they’d probably have started gossiping behind their boss’s back.

Unfortunately for the Larson family members, not a single employee bothered about them nor spoke ill of Yvette Larson. They treated the Larson family members as nothing more than a joke.

‘What’s going on?’

Just then, Hunter Sullivan arrived. He glanced at the group and said, “Throw them out.”

A few men rushed out from behind, grabbing hold of the Larson family members and throwing them out of the company.