Chimaera's Conquest: The Legend Of The Devourer
Chapter 187: Ranker (2)

Chapter 187: Ranker (2)

"Ah, I don’t think that would be possible anymore," Adrian replied, massaging his shoulder. "Fighting the Fey took more than I expected. Moreover, I would like to be at my 100% before taking the test you mentioned."

James looked a bit surprised but quickly covered up his emotions. If he wanted Adrian to join their fight against the corruption within the DRA, he knew he had to do everything in his power to please him.

"...I see. Please take care of yourself then," James replied, walking towards the exit. "It would be a huge loss for us if something were to happen to you. You have my number; you can call me whenever you feel up to taking the test."

"Will do," Adrian smiled, and James left.

Adrian and Seraphina followed suit shortly. On their way back to Villa, he explained everything that happened to her, conveniently hiding that he had obtained a new skill.

"Tsk... the worlds can change, but people’s mentality wouldn’t," she mumbled. "You might not know this, but the Church had been conducting similar experiments to turn monsters into puppets and use them against the Nether."

"They were creating chimaeras?" Adrian asked, intrigued as he was one such being.

Seraphina was about to say something foul about chimaeras but refrained herself. She didn’t want to accidentally hurt Adrian’s feelings, even though she knew he could handle it, but she held back, not wanting to cause unnecessary trouble.

"It’s fine," Adrian shook his head before gazing out of the car. "One shouldn’t keep things within their hearts. You’re the one who told me that, remember?"

Seraphina nodded, choosing to stay quiet for the rest of the journey.

***

Back at Fenrir’s Villa...

"You’re still here?" Adrian asked George who had made himself home. "Don’t you have work to do?"

"Look at this shameless rascal," George jumped up, charging towards Adrian. "I’ve been doing everything you asked regarding your accounts, and this is the thanks I get?"

"It doesn’t matter what you were doing if you do not have the results-"

Upon hearing those words, George smirked and slid some papers across the table, "See for yourself, Mr Results."

Adrian glanced at George, doubting he could legally resolve his situation and quickly obtain the company and private accounts. But as he skimmed through the papers, his surprise grew. Everything was legitimate.

In just a few hours, George had secured access to the companies and the funds and got Adrian declared alive.

"How the hell-"

"You might not respect me," George scoffed, placing his feet on the table. "But even the courts listen up when the top lawyer on the East Coast speaks. A little favour here and a little money there. Everything gets solved like magic."

"I don’t know what to say. Thanks, man, I owe you one-"

"No, you don’t."

"What?" Adrian asked, squinting.

"I deducted my fees from one of the accounts," George shrugged. "A meagre sum of a hundred and fifty thousand dollars."

Adrian immediately looked at the statements before shaking his head. He didn’t believe that a hundred and fifty thousand dollars was a meagre sum, but his perspective shifted instantly once he saw how much money he had in those accounts.

But he noticed something strange. The Fenrirs’ primary business, Fenrir Chase and Co., hadn’t shown significant improvement over the years. While it was surprising at first, it also made sense since most of the cars didn’t run on ancient fuels anymore.

As such, their consultant company to various multinational oil and gas corporations would have suffered somewhat.

However, what kept them afloat was the new construction company that his mother had opened. Despite being a daughter company to his, his greedy half-brother and stepfather had named the company after them.

"Joseph and Jacob’s company? Only those two self-centred jerks could think of a bland-ass name like that," Adrian sneered, then grinned. "But hey, I owe them for giving me such a lucrative business."

"Yeah, I wouldn’t be so sure about that," George chimed in, sliding another letter to him. "They are taking you to court for the rights to the company."

"What?"

"Yeah, but don’t worry," George casually waved his hand. "They’ll get nowhere, thanks to their greed."

Adrian was still confused, so George explained it to him. In their greed, they had borrowed a ton of money from Adrian’s mom, who gave it through Fenrir Chase and Co. in return for shares in the company.

Adrian didn’t get it, so George broke it down. They got greedy and borrowed a ton of cash from Adrian’s mom, who gave it through Fenrir Chase and Co. in return for shares in the company.

Since the company was still operating under Adrian’s and his mother’s names, they were both entitled to the shares. Moreover, as the investing company was now completely Adrian’s, he had the right to at least half of those shares.

"I did some math, and once in court, we can argue that you have at least 34% of the shares," George said with a menacing smile. "With that much, they’d have to buy you out, if they really want you out.

He continued, "In the worst case, you might lose the business, but you’d walk away with a hefty sum, more than you’d ever need. In the best case, they’ll have to add you to the board of directors, increasing your funds."

"In other words, it’s a win-win situation for us," Adrian smiled. I always figured you were more like a dolphin, but it turns out you’re a real shark."

"What can I say?" George shrugged. "Best lawyer on the East Coast, baby!"

"..."

"..."

"...I’ll take my leave now," George mumbled, getting off the couch.

"Yeah, you do that," Adrian barely managed to reply before they both broke down laughing.

However, someone wasn’t in such a good mood after what had happened earlier in the day. John Black was busy clearing a dungeon on the other side of the country, but the moment he stepped out, his assistant handed him the phone, and he received the worst news of his life.

"Eudora got arrested?"