INICIAR SESIÓNAdam leaned back slightly in his chair, his expression neutral despite the shifting tension around the table.
Olivia was still standing. Melissa was still seated. Daniel glanced between all three of them like he'd just walked into a conversation halfway through and decided he might as well enjoy it. "So," Daniel said casually, slipping his hands into his pockets, "are we interrupting something?" "Not really," Adam replied. Melissa smiled faintly. "We just got here." Olivia's gaze lingered on Melissa for a second longer before she pulled out a chair from a nearby table and sat without asking. Daniel followed suit, dragging another chair over. Now it was a four-person table. Adam sighed at how the simple dinner escalated. He exhaled quietly. "Is everything okay? I heard what happened earlier today," Olivia said vaguely, her tone tense and full of concern. Adam couldn't possibly tell her that he needed to act arrogant at the time. There were two strangers here after all. So he could only divert the question, "I didn't know you came to places like this." Daniel chuckled. "She doesn't. I dragged her here." Olivia rolled her eyes. "It's not that serious." "It is," Daniel said. "You need to experience decent food at least once in a while. Your taste buds shouldn't get used to those crap you eat." A waiter approached, slightly confused by the sudden change in seating but professional enough not to question it. "Would you like to add anything to your order?" he asked. Daniel nodded. "Yeah, bring us—" he glanced at Olivia, "—you still don't know what you want, do you?" "Just order something normal." He smirked and gave the order. It was the surprisingly not most expensive item on the menu. Adam was prepared to have a battle of arrogance. The waiter left their table and immediately, silence settled briefly. "So," Olivia said, resting her elbow lightly on the table, "how have you been?" "Fine." "That's it?" Adam shrugged slightly. "What else should I say?" Olivia watched him for a moment, then leaned back. "You're different." Adam didn't respond immediately because she wasn't wrong. "I know. People change," he said finally. He could feel it. The system wasn't coming out but he felt something in him trying to make this a matter of pride. There wasn't a clear target and there was no obvious direction. It took him a moment to place his finger on what was the issue. I want to impress her. Adam concluded. He wanted to wow the girl he had feelings for but not for her to submission with the system. 'It seems the system had its own issues.' "So how do you two know each other?" she asked, breaking the tension that hung around their table brought by the two. Olivia answered first. "We should have known each other for a while. But-" "A while," Adam interrupted not wanting her to give away his past information. Looking at him with sudden realization, it seemed Olivia finally understood that Adam didn't want to talk about some things in front of Melissa. "We have a lot to catch up on." she could only say. The food arrived, breaking the moment. Plates were set down and drinks followed. Daniel picked up his fork. "Alright, let's at least enjoy the food before whatever this is turns into a full interrogation." Melissa laughed lightly while Olivia gave Adam a simple smile of reassurance. For a few minutes, the conversation shifted to lighter topics. Daniel and Melissa carried most of it. You'd think they had known each other for years. Topics on relationships, music and sports, flowed freely. Adam noted that they both avoided bringing up personal topics after Daniel casually skipped some questions related to his family. In contrast, Adam and Olivia tried to avoid speaking to each other, and only did so when necessary. Then– "Nice place," Daniel said, glancing around. "Not cheap either." Melissa nodded. "It's decent." "Decent?" Daniel scoffed. "I don't think the average person can eat here for a week." "That's because it isn't for the average person," Melissa replied. Daniel smirked. "Fair enough." Then his gaze shifted to Adam. "So what do you do?" There it was. Adam didn't rush his answer; he had been preparing for this question since he decided to follow Melissa to the restaurant. So rather than deflect or lie, Olivia knew the truth after all, he gave the obvious truth. "I make money," he said. Daniel blinked once. Then laughed. "That's one way to put it." Melissa didn't react while Olivia's eyes narrowed slightly. "That doesn't really answer the question," Daniel said. "It answers enough." Olivia interrupted. "do you want to know his exact work position?" Daniel studied him for a moment, unconvinced but not pushing the matter. He leaned back on the chair with his hands raised in surrender and a laugh. "Alright, alright. I can never win an argument with her" But Olivia wasn't looking at him she held Adam's gaze. She seemed to be searching for something that made sense in his transformation. Daniel exhaled softly. "If I didn't know better, I'd think I was in the midst of a lovers spat." Melissa smiled faintly. "You're not the only one." Olivia looked away first. Adam felt heat climbing his neck but nonchalantly tore a piece of meat like he wasn't the topic of conversation. "You two seem comfortable," Olivia said to the only other female at the table. "How long have you know each other?" Melissa tilted her head slightly. "We just met." "Just met," Olivia repeated. She and Daniel sharing a glance. Adam didn't respond to the question left hanging. Because anything he said could tilt things the wrong way or in the worst scenario, lead to a mission being generated. Daniel leaned forward slightly, resting his chin on his hand. "I'm starting to think I walked into something way more interesting than dinner." Melissa laughed. "You're not wrong." Adam finally set his fork down. "This isn't complicated," he said causing the three pairs of eyes to turn towards him. "It's just dinner." No one argued but no one fully believed it either. *** After the group of four left the place, Olivia bid the rest farewell while, as expected, held Adam back. Leaving behind a flirtatious smile, Melissa followed Daniel towards another direction but not before slipping her card into his pocket in a showy manner. "You're acting like a different person," Olivia eventually said when the duo were alone. "You couldn't pay for food earlier." Adam didn't have a clean answer to the implied question. "Some things happened." he could only reply, "it's fair to say I have been reborn." Her gaze seemed to contain multiple questions and Adam could feel himself getting distracted with just the both of them in close proximity. His answer which was supposed to put her concerns to rest only seemed to increase her concern to fear. Her face blanched with horror and she suddenly took a step back. "M-my god," she stammered, "y-y-you didn't do something risky right? You still have your kidneys?" Adam was stunned at the switch in conversation topic. "Sorry, what?"Adam had intended to spend Saturday working again but Olivia objected almost immediately.The couple then reached a compromise.Adam would work from his girlfriend's place.The city was bustling that evening. Buses growled somewhere beyond the apartment block, someone below was arguing over a parking space, and somewhere down the street a church choir was rehearsing Christmas hymns.It all reached the apartment as noise softened through the windows.Olivia sat cross-legged on the sofa with a textbook open on her lap.The textbook had been open for nearly fifteen minutes but she hadn't turned a page.Adam was in the kitchen making coffee with the confusion of someone who had absolutely no idea where anything belonged.He opened one cupboard.Plates.Another cupboard.Spices.A third."...How many cupboards do you even own?"Without looking up from her book, Olivia said, "Second one from the left.""I was checking if you knew." Adam laughed in mild embarrassment."You weren't.""Right.
After the call ended where Adam set up a meeting time with Osei, he took a minute to reflect before calling for Melissa.."Close your door," he said when she picked up. "Then immediately come to my office."She arrived within a minute.Adam saw her questioning look upon entering so he walked her through the new information. He didn't go into the full details but made sure the important parts were successfully passed. Melissa listened without interrupting, which she only did when the information was significant enough that interrupting would cost her something. When he finished she looked at her notebook, then at him."The bank analyst," she said. "If that arrangement is still active and we can demonstrate it—""The review doesn't just close," Adam said. "It closes in our favor and someone at the bank has to face a significant problem.""Do we have enough proof to demonstrate it?""Not yet. But since Osei has the description, we would need to precisely search for a name and we need to
Adam was at his desk working through the daily cash position report with focus. The number was the same unfortunate number it had been yesterday. He was annotating it when his phone lit up with a name he didn't recognize. There was the slight intention to let the call go to voicemail but you never know when the important call comes so Adam picked up. "Mr. Wilson." The voice was male, mid-forties, the person seemed to be choosing his words before they left his mouth. "My name is Osei. I work… sorry, I used to work in a coordination capacity for the Korlan Group." Adam set his pen down. "I'm listening," he said. *** Three weeks earlier, while Melissa had been building the shadow file and Adam had been managing the other issues plaguing the company, he'd been doing something else quietly on the side. It had started with Reid. When Melissa pulled the access logs and identified Reid as the source of the data leak, Adam had spent a night thinking about the chain. Riley ha
On Thursday, Adam began to make his move.He'd been thinking about it since the meeting with Jasper at Orlen, examining it from different angles. He wasn't the kind of person who moved on instinct alone. He liked to know what he was picking up before he picked it up.But the mistake on Wednesday had clarified something.He was running out of days to wait for the right moment.The right moment was now, or it was after the end of the year, and after the end of the year was too late.The few days left weren't long enough to absorb another week of deliberation.So Adam decided to go over Jasper's head.Not to Kelvin.Kelvin was the engine of this. Adam suspected it was already personal to the heir, the kind of man who had decided Adam was a statement he needed to make and had been making it for two months regardless of the cost.Going to Kelvin was pointless. Kelvin already knew everything there was to know about his own operation and had decided it was worth running.The person worth ca
It started on Monday, two weeks left till the end of the year, with a number. The number was neither dramatic nor special. It was just a figure sitting in the wrong column of the daily cash position report Melissa had sent that morning. It was small enough that it could have been a rounding error and large enough that it wasn't. Adam stared at it for a couple of seconds before forwarding it to Melissa with a single question mark. Her reply came in three minutes. “It’s not a rounding error. The Hendrick partial payment we were expecting didn't clear overnight. I'm looking into it already.” Adam put his phone down and got dressed. He could already see how the week would be. * By the time he reached the office, the issue was clearer and considerably worse. Hendrick Properties hadn't just delayed the partial payment, they'd withdrawn it entirely. Technically it wasn't canceled, but when the payment was pulled back and left in a pending status, that meant it existed on p
On Friday, there were seven people in the conference room by nine-fifteen.Adam sat at the head of the table, while Melissa was to his left with her notebook already open.Three senior project managers from Titan — Harris, Yuen, and a woman named Brid who had been with the company around its early conception and was one of the oldest employees of the company. The three of them had been under the company when Victor Hammond, the former owner, ran the place.On the other hand were the Havenridge operations lead, a methodical man named Saul who spoke accurately. And the company's part-time financial consultant, a woman named Obi who Melissa had brought in two months ago and who had a habit of asking the question everyone else in the room had been carefully avoiding.Adam had told them the broad shape of it the night before. About Walter Cho, the plot, the revised numbers, the timeline.He hadn't told them what he was going to do. That would have defeated the entire point of asking for th
The Metro Business & Property Alliance event was a place Adam had no business being in three months ago. But just a week after the clash with the Lacoste's, Adam found himself there. A "Metro Business & Property Alliance" mixer, the invitation had called it. Adam had gotten an invite through a
It was a chilly Saturday morning so there were not much people out on the street. Most were either sleeping in from the stressful weekdays or passed out from partying on a Friday night.A tall wiry built youth, with a slightly unkempt dark hair, just walked into a clothing store.The store had jus
The silence that came after Adam's taunt was a long one. Almost as if the world itself was waiting to see if he would take it back. Adam could see surprise on the faces of the surrounding people but he didn't fill the silence and let it sit. Around the guy with the keys, the group had gone still.
The notification for his debt repayment couldn't have come at a worse possible moment. Adam stared at the cashier. She stared back with a smile, she looked like she was enjoying herself and didn't mind if he knew. "Card declined," she said, though he'd heard her the first time. "I—yeah." Adam sto







