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Chapter 665 - 665 116 Betting Everything The Filial Son Cao Absolutely not cheating the readers 6196!
665: Chapter 116: Betting Everything, The Filial Son, Cao (Absolutely not cheating the readers 6196!) 665: Chapter 116: Betting Everything, The Filial Son, Cao (Absolutely not cheating the readers 6196!) The scenery of the Bahamas was as beautiful as ever: white sandy beaches, azure seas, visible clear through the cabin window, Eris could even make out the girls in bikinis on the beach.
But he was hardly in the mood to appreciate it.
The LCE cryptocurrency trading platform project was a setup by Cheng Daqi from the start.
He’d roped in a few of Eris’s and Gru’s people as fuses, to show his respect for CEO Cheng, Eris had directly sent Desel, his most trusted brother, over.
Come to speak of it, Eris was also a big shot with some clout in the West Coast underworld.
Desel was his brother and his best debt collector, a fierce man who could rampage down a street in his heyday.
But Cheng Daqi had set up various businesses like a cage, trapping not just Eris but now also demanding the punishment of Desel as proof of loyalty.
Outsiders thought Eris had it good, but he wasn’t one of Wolf’s confidants, and he didn’t hold much sway with CEO Cheng; he even had to grin and bear Jax’s cold looks.
Through becoming one of Wolf’s men, Eris achieved a better future than before, but it was CEO Cheng who gave him that chance.
Cheng Daqi also tethered him with a pile of matters; Eris wanted to ingratiate himself with Wolf, but he was doomed by Gru, who had tragically born into this life, and CEO Cheng took the opportunity to command him to drug Wolf’s own father.
As a black glove, Eris had experience; he thought it was his rite of passage into the circle.
Later, Eris understood that while he might have entered the circle and Wolf valued him more, trust was even less—Cheng Daqi’s move was vicious.
Furthermore, the ship with Cheng Daqi and Temir seemed to have run into problems, but Eris had no choice; he could only choose to obey and sacrifice his own brother to account for himself to CEO Cheng.
“Eris, I don’t understand, it’s just a few hundred thousand Dollars, is it necessary?”
Desel couldn’t comprehend what his cousin was thinking; he was so agitated, his words were becoming jumbled.“They are very powerful, but he too has enemies, pushing us like this, we could completely sell him out.
The LCE company seems nice, we could take it over and run it ourselves.”
This is America, everyone wants to be that smug winner with grease dripping from their lips; not many are truly loyal.
Desel’s words rendered Eris somewhat silent; he didn’t know where to start giving his mentally-challenged cousin a lesson.
Looking at the girls on the beach, for some reason, Eris thought of Temir, who’d always observed him with a cold gaze.
“These big shots fight back and forth, but ultimately, they are the same kind of people, they are one and the same, do you understand?
They can reconcile whether they lose or win, sitting together like friends.
Not us, we can only charge forward with our heads down.”
Temir, Gru, Cheng Daqi, Wolf—any one of them could devour him whole.
Eris hadn’t known that the gap between people could be so vast, but now he was seeing it more and more clearly.
Indeed, Eris had gained something through life’s recent beatings; he hadn’t misjudged.
If Temir lost, he would simply have to concede, inherit the billion-small-fortune prepared for him by Antony, go to Africa where he could spend money he couldn’t exhaust in several lifetimes in tearful lament—perhaps even overtaking CEO Cheng who’d once exploited his advantages until they were gone.
The Dracula Family being targeted meant the worst outcome might be giving up some benefits.
If the enemy was too greedy, Dracula could still find others to buy peace, then Wolf would continue living as a super-rich man.
If Cheng Daqi really lost, at worst, he’d end up a dog to Achilles.
CEO Cheng had even received an olive branch from Gru before; it would be uncomfortable, but someone like Achilles who was born into his position, wouldn’t care a whit about CEO Cheng’s loyalty or lack thereof.
And Gru was more outrageous; despite being trapped and tormented by others, continually acting in ways that led to his downfall, no one really touched him.
As California’s largest piece of crap, no one wanted to clean up.
“Why do we have to pay the price just because they say so, Eris?
I’ve no issues with making amends, I can even accept losing a hand, but why, damn it?
LCE’s plate is so big, we only took a tiny bit, an insignificant bit.
We take the risk, we follow orders, wanting just a little money to spend lands us a beating, for what reason?”
At that moment, Desel was very much like Gru at the start.
He was discontent, he was angry, he did not want to endure.
Just a word and one must obey, bow down, make amends—this was absurd.
After struggling for so many years, to end up with such a result, Desel couldn’t accept it.
“I don’t know either, Desel, I really don’t.”
Eris gave a bitter smile, he truly did not know.
He had watched Cheng Daqi rise step by step; initially, he thought Cheng Daqi climbed up through a woman, but gradually, he couldn’t understand anymore.
The business and influence of CEO Cheng were so cryptic that even Eris, who navigated the gray markets, found them puzzling, especially Wolf.
Wolf had been pushed to such a state by CEO Cheng and yet served Cheng Daqi as if serving an ancestor—it was outrageous.
Before meeting Wolf, Eris didn’t have much concept of Dracula, but after meeting him, he realized the terrifying extent of resources behind Wolf, the Dracula Group, which Eris believed to be one of America’s top financial consortia, influential in both military and government spheres.
But the leader of such a consortium was controlled by—or perhaps influenced by—CEO Cheng, which was utterly incomprehensible to Eris.
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