"Over twenty years ago, your father was a Bathos Grandmaster and also one of the heirs in the Lester family. He had a promising future. However, he fell for a lowly dancer. He secretly married her and had a child, going against the arranged marriage set up by the family."Out of rage, the head of the family stripped him of his powers and kicked him out. Since then, the genius of the Lester family plummeted and became a disgraceful existence!"As the man told the story, Frederick's heart grew tumultuous. He had always thought his father was just an ordinary coal miner—but to think that the man was once a renowned fighting prodigy!"We've kept this information sealed. Besides us, no one knows about it."Tyrell puffed out a cloud of smoke."It wasn't until the old man was about to celebrate his 80th birthday that he remembered he had a son. He suddenly felt some pity, and wanted him to return."Barrett sneered. "Alas! Our third brother ended up working in a coal mine, and died over

"Tell me what it is. Whether it's three or thirty, I'll do whatever it takes!" Frederick immediately perked up, and released Jennifer."You jerk! If you try something like that again, I'll kick you to the security department to watch the gate!" She turned and glared coldly at him, then raised her hand to slap him. However, Frederick dodged just in time.Jennifer rubbed her temples, exasperated. "Fine, here's your first challenge. There's a sales team, Team Seven, that hasn't met their targets for six months. You become their leader, and turn their losses into profits within a month."Frederick stood tall and confident. "That's easy! Give me two days, and I'll get it done!""Say what you want, I only care about results," Jennifer said, her chin lifted and exuding an icy aloofness. "You start today.""Alright." Not wanting to provoke the ice queen any further, Frederick quickly left.As soon as he did, Jasmine walked back in. She hadn't left at all, but had been eavesdropping o

"Now, all of you, get to work. If anyone has a problem with that, stand up now!" Frederick declared in an unwavering tone.Everyone exchanged nervous glances, looking at the bruised and bloodied Samuel at the door. They were terrified—this guy meant business. Even if their father was the King of Hell, they'd still have to work to earn their keep here!With a collective gasp, everyone quickly bowed their heads and got to work. Even Samuel hurried back to his workstation, and order in the office was restored instantly."Good. I want each of you to spend the next ten hours sorting out your current workload and creating an Excel report for me," Frederick said, checking his watch. "No one goes home until it's done. And the reports aren't finished until I've personally reviewed and approved each one. If it's not up to standard, you'll redo it."Hearing this, the Team Seven members, who were hoping to get by with minimal effort, started pounding their keyboards frantically.Frederick sat

"Yeah! They must have left their numbers, right? Let's call them one by one!" Zeke was excited, gesturing enthusiastically. "Let's do it right here, so that no one will spill the beans!"Ever since Frederick ousted Zeke's trusted men, Cody and Ivan, he harbored a deep grudge against Frederick. Unfortunately, Jennifer always protected him. But now, he finally had a chance to get rid of this thorn in his side!The other board members nodded in agreement. "This sounds like a feasible plan.""Alright," Jennifer reluctantly agreed. It was expected that a small team like Team Seven would suddenly make the situation tense. She regretted her impulsive decision to appoint Frederick as the team leader. It seemed she had bitten off more than she could chew.'Frederick, you better not mess things up. Otherwise, even I might not be able to save you!' Jennifer thought to herself as she clenched her fists nervously. But then she thought, how could they have filled that eighteen million gap

"Mr. Lester, your throat must be parched after all that talking. Here, have some tea!""Mr. Lester, are my massage skills still up to par?""Oh my, Mr. Lester, this chair is so uncomfortable! Sit on mine! It's ergonomic!"A dozen or so second-generation rich kids surrounded Frederick. They massaged his legs, washed his feet, and cut fruits for him. They fawned over him like they were his servants.Jennifer strode in, and asked in an incredulous tone, "What's going on here?""Ms. York, I didn't force them to do this. They volunteered! Can't help it, their hospitality knows no bounds." Frederick shrugged, looking unruffled.Then, he spread his arms and said, "Pour the water for my foot wash down the toilet later. Quit drinking it in secret! It's useless!""Something touched by the aura of a big shot can't be useless, Boss! At least it'll make us one-thousandth as magnificent as a big shot!" the group replied happily.Their flattery was reaching astronomical heights!Jennifer's e