"Damn it, why did this happen?!"
In the luxurious CEO's office atop a pharmaceutical company, a half-bald man furiously swept everything off his desk.
He looked at the subordinate beside him, who had his head lowered. "Are you sure you didn't get it wrong? Ary is still alive?"
"Yes, sir," the subordinate said with his head lowered. "I saw him arrive at Ary Group by car with my own eyes. And our insider at Ary Group sent word—
Ary is holding a board meeting. Because our insider's position is too low... we don't yet know what the board meeting is about."
"A board meeting?" the man said. "And you still don't know? What do you think he's holding this board meeting for at a time like this? Huh? After the assassins I sent failed to kill him?
"Fuck, that damned Assassin Brotherhood! Worthless frauds! They take the money and don't do the job! I'm calling him..."
Only then did the man remember the best person to vent his anger on. He pulled out his phone and made a call.
"Ring, ring!"
Sloan, who had been checking the amount of money in his account, heard the ringtone. He took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and smiled with satisfaction.
"Fox worked fast..."
Sloan nodded slightly and answered the call. "Hello, Mr. Modona. I assume you've received Fate's gift, yes?"
"Yes, it was quite a 'surprising' gift..." Modona said through gritted teeth.
"When my men saw Ary walk into Ary Group perfectly unharmed early this morning and then convene a board meeting—yes, Mr. Sloan, Fate truly gave me quite a surprise!"
The smile on Sloan's face gradually froze at Modona's words.
"That's impossible," Sloan argued with a frown. "First, Fox could never have failed. Second, even if she had failed,