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Chapter 612 - 318: Today is the Last Time You Look Him in the Eye_2

Chapter 612: Chapter 318: Today is the Last Time You Look Him in the Eye_2

If the person saying this wasn’t Brian, he would have spit at them and then punched them.

Because they were treating him like a fool.

Enjoying privileges without shouldering responsibilities... How is that any different from freeloading?

How could the NW organization possibly allow such a department to exist!

Faced with Orba’s distrust, Brian spread his hands, "You see, I wanted to cling to your powerful legs, but here you are doubting the leg I’m extending. It seems our fate just isn’t there, Orba."

"I’m a bit confused... Does this department exist or not?"

Brian smiled at Orba, "It didn’t exist before, but once I arrive at the NW base, it will."

"I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed right now..."

Orba rubbed his cheeks: the Liki family’s unusual response, the strange and almost deliberate courting of Brian, the organization’s new blood, and Brian’s confidence in being able to establish his own department... These two conditions combined...

He looked at Brian in shock, "You’re not telling me you’re here to be promoted to the Third Level executive sequence!!!"

Third Level executives are part of the management at NW!

That explains it!

No wonder the always aloof members of the Liki family treated Brian with such regard.

Such a young Third Level executive...

Unbelievable!

Orba found it hard to even let his thoughts go there.

Watching the shock on Orba’s face, Brian felt secretly exhilarated.

Sometimes, showing off a little is good for one’s physical and mental health.

From Orba, Brian learned that after reaching an agreement with Dean and the Holy Council, the Liki family had been intentionally friendly to him, even somewhat flattering—but he hadn’t expected them to be so blatant.

The helicopter arrived at the base.

The base ground, which was empty most of the time, was now crowded with people from various departments of the NW organization.

Brian had never imagined that the NW organization’s headquarters would have so many people.

And these people, apart from a few soldiers standing guard on the periphery, were clearly not of ordinary backgrounds; they likely all held some high status.

Scanning the crowd,

Brian saw many familiar faces.

There were the two members from the Internal Affairs Department who had received him the first time he came.

There was Pavel, the Internal Affairs training supervisor who had forced him to undergo a radiation check with several fully-armed soldiers, nearly resulting in Brian’s demise.

This incident was not really Pavel’s fault.

After all, Brian had a shady past too.

The man was just following protocol.

But Brian always remembered the fear and anger he felt that day.

A few months ago, he was like an ant, unable to control his own fate, passively subjected to life-shortening radiation, helplessly waiting for fate’s judgment...

Months had gone by.

Now, once this old guy saw Brian leaning out from the helicopter, his old face bloomed into a smile like a chrysanthemum, full of restraint and flattery, completely lacking the former bureaucratic air and the greed for the reward from when Brian had nabbed an S-level fugitive.

"Pavel, out of respect for Susan calling you ’Uncle,’ we can play some games slowly later..."

Brian smiled wickedly at Pavel.

That smile sent shivers down Pavel’s spine, and his heart was filled with an unspeakable bitterness.

He still remembered the scenes of Brian as a newbie joining the base.

During the interview, in order to get a temporary role at NW, Brian even produced some ’contact lists’ to tempt him...

Such a low-born young man... In a short period of time, he had climbed the ranks rapidly, had shown exceptional genetic talent with a bright future, and even managed to charm the daughter of a T-Rex...

Nevertheless, Pavel wasn’t too worried.

For a simple reason.

He was from the Liki family, one of the three founding families of NW.

Pavel never thought that one day the Clan Leader would call him in for a chastising simply because he followed procedures, taking this lucky youngster for a Mutation test...

He felt wronged and confused.

The Liki family was so powerful, why should they bow to this somewhat talented young man?

Pavel couldn’t figure it out.

And he didn’t need to.

The Clan Leader made it clear to him that if he couldn’t gain Brian’s forgiveness, the family would expel him immediately.

Pavel was aggrieved.

His only consolation was that he knew Dean and they had a good relationship...

While Pavel was lost in his brainstorming, riddled with jumbled thoughts,

Brian only glanced at him and then looked away.

A little behind Pavel, he saw another familiar face.

The person was quite attractive, with a slender figure and a sweet face, marred only by the deliberately mature attire that ruined the sweetness.

This person was none other than Susan’s best friend, the Los Angeles heiress Caroline.

Caroline, seeing Brian on the helicopter, was as if she had seen a ghost.

Her eyes widened; she even rubbed them as if convinced she was hallucinating.

Caroline had been comfortably slacking off in her office, but then the Internal Affairs supervisor interrupted their group’s slack-off session, dragging them all to the ground to welcome an important figure and take the opportunity to familiarize themselves with him.

The severe tone and introduction had made Caroline tense, speculating which high-profile organization’s VIP had graced the NW organization.

She was new to the business, inexperienced, and even worried about making a fool of herself on-site, had purposely rehearsed in the bathroom how to control her expressions, and then... the VIP turned out to be Brian, the one who took Susan away, called her out every day, and contaminated her living space enough to make her move out—Brian!!!