Building A Business Empire From Scratch In Another World

Chapter 153 : Share [ Bonus Chapter ]

"Good, now let's continue," Felix grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Does anyone here still want stakes in the bicycle production?"

The room erupted in nervous laughter as everyone hastily shook their heads. After all, who would dare joke about business when a Half-Saint stood ominously behind him? The audacity!

"President Felix," spoke up a medium-built man with a kind face and shrewd eyes, dressed in vibrant green attire. "I'm here strictly for business; I have no interest in acquiring any controlling stake in the bicycle production."

Felix raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "And you are?"

"Midas Blackwood," he replied swiftly. "President of the Blackwood Chamber of Commerce."

Felix nodded thoughtfully. "Our table is open for any business discussions."

"Understood, President Felix," Midas said with a smile that barely concealed his intentions.

Felix then turned to the rest of the people in the conference room.

"If anyone else wishes to discuss business matters, please speak with my assistant," he indicated Claire.

Claire beamed brightly and said, "Gentlemen, please follow me!" With that invitation, everyone rose from their seats and followed her out, everyone except Draven Logan, Quill, the white-haired girl, and Jarvis.

Felix's gaze landed on Croix, who was still kneeling on the floor. A smirk crept across his face as he asked mockingly, "Sir Croix, do you wish to engage in business?"

Croix shakily stood up but couldn't hide the deep fear reflected in his eyes, yet beneath that fear simmered an intense fury and a burning desire for revenge.

He had never faced such humiliation before. Without uttering a word, he slowly exited the conference room.

"You know this guy won't give up easily," Quill remarked casually from beside Felix.

"I know," Felix replied with a nod. "If he persists, I'll have no choice but to make him regret ever being born." He glanced at Draven and Logan as if weighing their reactions.

Logan and others felt an unsettling chill looking at Jarvis standing silently behind Felix.

They had never imagined encountering a Half-Saint within the Kingdom's walls.

Since the founding Emperor of Avalonia passed away, no Saint had been born, not even a Half-Saint!

Felix nodded knowingly; he recognized the danger lurking around him.

The allure of the bicycle technology was too tempting for many nobles to ignore, but fear wouldn't rule him, he wasn't that easy to be bullied.

"Sir Draven," Felix asked with narrowed eyes, "where does your Emberfell Noble Family stand on this?"

Draven smiled slightly as he replied cryptically, "Wherever it benefits us."

With that enigmatic statement hanging in the air, he exited the conference room alongside the white-haired girl.

As Draven stepped out into the hallway, he paused and muttered under his breath, "What an interesting guy."

The white-haired girl frowned thoughtfully beside him. "He's quite mysterious; I can't see through him at all."

Draven raised an eyebrow at her response. "You mean your eyes can't discern anything about him? You didn't pick up any information?"

She remained silent for a moment before nodding solemnly. "You know my eyes never fail me."

"Hmm! That's really intriguing," Draven mused while rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"Let's head back to the Clan." With that decision made, they left behind the top floor of the office building.

Inside the conference room, only Felix, Quill, and Logan remained.

The atmosphere was thick with unspoken thoughts as Logan turned to Felix, his brow furrowed with concern.

"Felix, my boy, have you really made up your mind?" he asked, his voice steady yet probing.

Felix shrugged nonchalantly. "I get it; you don't want to share this with anyone. But sometimes, is better to shar things out rather than keep it all for yourself? Trust me, keeping things for yourself can lead to more trouble than it's worth," Logan continued.

Felix grinned mischievously. "Look, I just don't want to share my food! That's how I've always rolled, eating alone is my thing! And honestly? I'm not afraid of those nobles."

He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms defiantly. "All these nobles see in the bicycles is a way to grab more power for themselves. Instead of using it to benefit the commoners,they just hoard everything good like greedy little dragons!"

Logan sighed heavily and shook his head.