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.”

slightly before he took a step back, retreating

meant he would not interfere anymore no matter what happened to

support of more funds, Prince refused

as far as to sell quite a few estates under his

but they were insignificant in a market that involved hundreds of millions

son of a b*tch! He’s got to be

and shouted demonically as he stared at the screen with

breather every time I’m about to give up, but when I put in more money, he gobbles

cutting flesh off me piece by piece! He’s got to be

was currently going through. This slow game of cat and

kilograms over the pasta week, and he was

we should give up, Your Highness. We’ve endured an entire week of hitting the limit down and our share price is only 30% of

trader mustered the

he stared at the trader icily. Grabbing a glass next

and fell onto the floor with a hand covering his