Life at the Top

“A quarrel between children?!”

Prince let out an angry laugh.

“It’s because this is a quarrel that I have to win! Otherwise, how else am I supposed to keep my head held high when talking to others in the future?”

White Glove glanced at Prince and said calmly, “Crown Prince, the old master told you before that no one can win forever in this world.”

“Truly powerful people aren’t people that win every battle they participate in, but those who learn to stand up again after they’ve lost You’ve still got a long way before you reach that point, Crown Prince, and this is also why the old master refuses to pass his authority to you just yet.”

Prince glared at White Glove and sneered. “Since when did you have the right to teach me lessons? Don’t forget who you are. No matter how much my dad values you, you’re still nothing more than my family’s servant!”

White Glove remained calm. It was evident that he had heard similar phrases before.

“I understand, Your Highness. I won’t speak out of line again.”

took a step back, retreating

interfere anymore no matter what happened

support of more funds, Prince refused to give

funds, thinking as far as to sell quite

a bit of money, but they were insignificant in a market that involved hundreds

Jasper that son of a b*tch! He’s got to be doing this on

shouted demonically as he stared

attacks so I can take a breather every time I’m about to give up, but when I put in more money, he

cutting flesh off me piece by piece! He’s

was what Prince was currently going through. This slow game of cat and mouse was what pushed a person toward desperation and eventually

over the pasta week, and he

down and our share price is only 30% of what it used to be a week ago. We’re going to have to exit the market if this

mustered the

the trader icily. Grabbing a glass next to him,

trader yelped and fell onto the floor with a hand covering his bleeding