After the meeting ended, the business partners left the room, smiling and shaking hands. They were clearly impressed by Sebastian Vaughn—his charisma, his presence, his undeniable influence.
But Takeshi remained seated, jaw clenched, his eyes never leaving Bast as the others slowly cleared out.
He wanted to kill him.
But he didn't move.
Takeshi's number one rule in business echoed in his mind: "Business partners are like family. No blood in the boardroom."
The room was now silent, only the two men remained—Takeshi and Bast, seated across from one another like enemies at a poker table.
Takeshi (coldly):
"Sebastian Vaughn. I'll give you a chance. Sell me all the shares… and I'll let you live."
Bast gave a slow, amused smile.
Bast:
"Mr. Takeshi, do you really think I'm afraid of you? "I didn't come to play games. Give me Kai."
Takeshi's face twisted with fury.
Takeshi (growling):
"Kai is my son! Who the hell are you to take him back from me?"
