Life at the Top

Unknowingly, Jasper’s achievements had already surpassed his own.

Dawson was both amazed and delighted. It seemed as if the heavens were not treating him too bad as they had delivered an impeccable future son-in-law like Jasper to his side.

Jasper laughed. “In truth, I had used some shady tricks. I could only resort to unscrupulous methods since I wanted to defeat him effectively within a short period of time. Alas, it was a disreputable plan, so it’s nothing worth being proud of,” he said.

Nevertheless, Dawson shook his head and said, “You’re wrong. Regardless of the method that you used, the only criterion that determines success is the ability to achieve your goals.

“Winners all reach the top by stepping over the dead bodies of those that they have defeated. When that happens, people will just see their brilliant glory. Not many people would bother to look into their past.”

Jasper nodded. Just as he was about to say something, a middle-aged man walked into the restaurant.

The man glanced at the table where Jasper and Dawson were seated at, then rushed toward them immediately.

Jasper knew this person. He was Chris Quarles. He seemed to get along with Dawson pretty well in the industry forum some time ago.

you hear

sat down at their table with a shocked expression on his face. He turned around to face Dawson and spoke in a direct

“Sebastian Walker is doomed!”

everyone found

said that he wanted to hold another meeting today in order to specify the industry

we received the news regarding the closure of all of Kaymaroon’s supermarkets. The news also said that a lot of suppliers and private loan companies were looking for

lowered his voice and said, “You guys may not know about this. It is

said. News sure spread quickly within the business world.

whose authority extends to the ends of

keep a low profile outside. Don’t get on anyone’s bad side, because you’ll never know if the person that you’ve offended has the support of someone powerful. By then, you won’t even have the chance

ask you if you’re interested in Kaymaroon.

I give you a present?” He asked

Dawson to give him a reply. He held up a piece of tissue and dabbed at his mouth. After that, he got up and spoke to Chris, who was sitting down with a stupefied expression etched onto his face. “I have something to do, Mr. Quarles, so I’ll be leaving first. Your advice is absolutely right.

They went