The two froze, staring as Christopher released Advika, his gaze hardening as he took a few steps towards the trembling pair.
"You two possess a remarkable audacity," he stated, his eyes narrowed. "Miss Advika is both my valued disciple and my capable secretary. To trifle with her is to directly challenge ! What do you believe the appropriate consequence should be?"
’Capable secretary? I don’t even know anything about being a secretary?’ Advika thought.
"Master Christopher, please, I beg you, spare !!" Jim pleaded frantically, dropping to his knees in abject terror.
The Valhalla family wasn’t a family he could ss with, even his father won’t openly offend them, let alone him.
Christopher casually retrieved his phone from his pocket. With a few swift taps on the screen of the Supre Bank app, which he had conveniently downloaded while waiting for Murphy, he initiated a transfer.
DING!
Murphy’s phone chid, signaling the arrival of the funds. Her eyes widened as she saw the credited amount. One million dollars.
"Everyone!" she announced, her voice ringing with excitent as she held up her phone for all to see. "As you can witness, Master Christopher is an incredibly generous man! He has just transferred one million dollars to !" She seized the opportunity to solidify Christopher’s image and dispel any negative impressions.
"This? Why?!" Eris wailed from the floor, her face a mask of despair.
"First, she was the most beautiful and intelligent student in middle school, and now... she has such a wealthy and powerful man as her boss, who is willing to spend a fortune on her! Why does she get everything?! What about ?!" she cried out, her voice filled with bitterness and envy.
Christopher raised a sardonic eyebrow. "Perhaps if you ceased your... indiscriminate associations, you might find soone of similar caliber." He then turned his attention back to the kneeling Jim.
"I have no intention of resorting to violence, nor will I leverage my family’s influence against you. I am not inclined towards such crude thods. However..."
A subtle, chilling smirk played on his lips.
"I never said I wouldn’t utilize my own resources."
"Huh?" Jim was confused.
’Oh no... Don’t tell he is planning to contact her.’ Murphy thought, staring at Jim with pity.
Christopher swiftly dialed a number and held the phone to his ear.
"Code: 11111... Initiate a seventy percent loss for the Navila family business. Reduce their stock price by sixty percent."
"Code and voice confird... Processing, Boss. One mont," A respectful feminine voice responded from the other end.
"Done, Boss," the sa voice confird a short while later... Not even less than 30 seconds.
Christopher nodded curtly and disconnected the call.
"Goodbye." He said dismissively to the still-trembling Jim and the weeping Eris. He then turned to Murphy. "Please prepare a selection of shoes and bags. We will be departing shortly. And I require three sets of everything – your latest products from each display. I will send you the delivery address once you have everything ready."
"....."
Murphy was montarily stunned, her gaze shifting between the composed Christopher and the bewildered Advika.
’Does Chris truly have such strong feelings for this girl? He can’t simply be showering her with gifts worth over ten million dollars without a deeper motive. He must have a plan.’ She mused, her brow furrowed in thought.
"Okay," she finally nodded, her professional deanor returning.
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[Unknown Location.]
Deep within the embrace of a sprawling forest, nestled away from prying eyes, stood a modest apartnt building. Inside one of its unassuming rooms, a lone figure sat amidst a constellation of glowing electronic screens and cutting-edge technology. Her unwavering gaze was fixed on the central monitor.
This was X, the enigmatic number two hacker in the world, feared by many, and second only to the elusive Christopher himself.
"The Navila family must have truly incurred the Boss’s wrath to warrant such a drastic directive," she murmured to herself, stretching her arms above her head, then, her fingers flexing over the keyboard.
"Well... as his most loyal subordinate, I cannot allow such an affront to go unpunished, a re 70% losses is too insufficient." A mischievous glint entered her eyes, as she increased her tapping speed beyond a human limit.
"I shall amplify the damage to ninety percent! Perhaps next ti, they will think twice before crossing the Boss, if they can’t rise their family, they will surely be bankrupt... Wait."
Her eyes widened in surprise as a crimson skull icon flashed ominously on one of the screens.
"Oh... A kill mission with a staggering one billion dollar bounty? Curious. Let ascertain the identity of the target." Her fingers danced across the keyboard, navigating the intricate digital landscape. After a brief but intense period of decryption, she breached the encrypted layers of the Skull Website and accessed the desired information.
"Target; Master Christopher... The individual who placed this exorbitant bounty is... Unknown?" Her brow furrowed in confusion.
"Who is this Master Christopher that commands such a monuntal price on his head? Maybe he is a powerful tar, that ssed with the wrong person." She rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought.
"Let investigate further."
Her fingers resud their rapid dance across the keys, delving deeper into the digital realm of codes. After a painstaking ten minutes of relentless probing, she finally unearthed a comprehensive dossier on Christopher.
"No way?!!!"
Her eyes widened in utter shock and disbelief as the information flooded her screens.
"Master Christopher, born on August 22, 2,000... And this is 2025. Was diagnosed with an incurable sickness. No hope to survive, then surprisingly woke up so days back... But?"
She continued tapping:
"This is strange... If he is such a playboy, what happened...? Even those online are now saying good things about him, even girls and boys alike." She entered the network website, and hacked into it.
"Tar academy incident... This is interesting."
She continued tapping.
"Information deleted!"
"Blocked? Why is that, Why does everything about Christopher deleted..."
She frowned and continued tapping, now trying to track Christopher, through his number.
[DING!!!]
"...!!"
Her eyes widened seeing a silver dragon on her screen, staring straight at her.
"[Leave or die]?!"
She muttered the word that appeared on her screen, and stood up in shock.
"Impossible, there is only one person that uses this motto, and this dragon! Because this is Lazarus!! Is Christopher... The Boss?!!!!"
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