Chapter 17MANY VOICES 2

"Time of death 11:57 am" Simeon announced to the guest and family.

Simeon walked outside dragging the cigarette, taking a smoke. He smirks" Hahaha hahaha. It was this easy" he continues laughing while he drops the cigarettes into the trash bin along with the poison syringe and walks into the complex.

A tall man with pale skin in a dark suit dressed in complete black walked to the trash outside the complex. He puts on a black glove, picks up the syringe Simeon threw, and puts it into the transparent nylon.

He walked through the crowd of people mourning in the hospital. He puts on a white medical mask, picks up a random doctor's coat, puts it on, and enters the VIP room where Madam Magdalene lies. He injects another empty syringe into Magdalene's veins, draws out a handful of blood, and puts it with ice into a bag. He touched Magdalene's hand and said.

"My lady, young princess Yukimmura, I hid, shall obey your last command. It was an honor serving you, Madam Magdalene Yukimura." He bows his head to the corpse. He walked out of the room and into the hall, then disappeared into the illuminated light.

Marylyn hears the news, collapses to the ground, and is rushed to the ward.

CCN broadcasts the news.

"Reporting CCN Live, the global giant of the business sector, prime marketing of K-Taste Corporation, mourns the death of his chairwoman, Magdalene de van Robert Yoon. The funeral arrangements will take place on the grand estate of Yoon Family House. With the death of the chairwoman, the highest shareholder over 78% of shares is Seoyeon - Marylyn Yoon, last born of Magdalene."

The news was broadcast on every channel, and a few months later,

Alex and his closet friend Lucky, dressed in black, stood alongside others on a memorial ground, looking at the coffin of his grandmother lying to rest. Tears flow down his cheek as he stares at his uncles and their children, his cousin on the funeral ground, smiling and laughing. Alex folds his hand into a fist in anger.

"He deserves it! Now that Alex's grandma has gone to the world beyond. One more pest to die for this family to rest in peace!" Clara hissed.

"But Marylyn is still alive; Alex has his back covered." Dante cuts in on Clara.

"Idiot! That's the same thing I just explained. Marylyn is a pest, a mosquito precisely to be killed." The trio walked towards Alex and smiled distastefully

"Oh poor thing, it seems your precious grandma has died. Now you will be all alone. " Cassandra's voice sounded harshly at Alex, accompanied by laughter.

Alex glanced at them and gripped his teeth; his eyes revealed an angry death stare as he clenched his hand into a fist. He walked towards them, ready for a fight.

"What? What? Do you want to fight? I am tired of your baby nonsense." Dante clenched his hand into a fist walking in front of Alex who was smaller than him ready to pounce on Alex.

"Yes! I am ready to fight you asshole. Who do you think you are?" Alex and Dante grab each other's clothes, pulling themselves ready for a fight.

A familiar voice cuts in on them.

"Would you let him rest? Have some respect for his grandma. This is not the time to fight him. Dante, Clara, and Cassandra, " The trio turns their faces frowning.

A young, neatly dressed boy, his hair dyed red, and his eyes were the shape of an eagle. He walked calmly towards them.

" Kiiiiinnnng?" The trio shouted, surprisedly. Alex knew him. King is the last son of Paul, age 12. The last time Alex could remember, he was being taught by Kingston to handle Yoontan High School at an early age because of the foreign students in the school.

He is a neat freak, an academic genius, and tends to run Yoontan High School like some royal palace where he is king and others are his subjects.

King was one reason I couldn't attend school. Rumors say that the king is calm, but don't be fooled by his calm exterior. He is always planning a grand scheme, and what makes King dangerous to everyone is that he has mastered the art of being mysterious and silently cunning. You can not tell what he is thinking.

"King! Time to leave; let's go now." Everyone turned their faces towards the female voice.

King Elder's sister Eunhee was fifteen years old, and behind her were Kingston's two kids. Taehyun, the eldest, age 19, and Choi Hyun, his younger brother, is 16 years old.

With that, Dante let go of Alex's clothes, looked at him eye ball to eyeball, and said "Let's not cross paths. Next time we cross paths, I might murder you. Come on guys let's beat it from this gloomy place, and go celebrate," the trios walked away.

" tsk" Alex gritted

"Are you alright? Your hands are shaking." Lucky pulls Alex by the shoulder. "I am fine. I will be fine."

"Hey, King! You should have let Dante smack at least one punch at that goat. He is so annoying." Clara's voice sounded as they walked into the distance.

"Hahahah! You are still in the business of cursing people with the name Clara, Alex is stubborn and doesn't back down from a fight, even when he knows he will lose. Dante is hot-tempered and opinionated, and the more you try to prove your strength before him. The angrier he gets, he may be powerful, but his rage blinds him to the bigger picture. That's not the time or place for such a grand fight. You have to be calculative about the repercussions it might bring, like, for example, company investors in attendance. You won't want to lose them over a petty quarry. Although I said it's not the time to fight, I never said you wouldn't have a chance to fight him. To destroy an opponent! You must first break his will to fight mentally before you deal a fatal blow to him. Such a fight should be watched by a grand audience with a bottle of Coke in their hands."

They board their vehicles, the funeral comes to an end, and Alex enters the car.

Alex remembered watching his mother and his father enter their vehicles and start driving away to the estate. Alex stared at his father with an angry look in his eyes.

"Marylyn, darling, I know you feel hurt about your mom's death, but you have to pull yourself together. Now that you are the head of a conglomerate, everyone must not perceive you as weak. I will help you. You are the chairwoman after the board of directors and the shareholders fully commit to it. I think it's fair that you transfer some shares to me. I like handling the fashion company so that I can be part of the board of directors and manage it. Also, this is the best time to transfer the art foundation shares, as your mother said to Alex before the board of directors begins their insane audit " Marylyn nodded and listened to everything her husband said without saying a word. Peter stares in her direction for an answer

"I will think about it." She said and she kept silent. Peter looks at his wife, who is close to him. He remembers his meeting with Seoyeon's brothers.

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"Now the first stage has been completed. I have my father's shares; however, it would tie in with Marylyn's shares, giving us a fighting chance. I want to win without fighting a strong battle. To win a game of chess, my opponent must not see my blind spot or know my next move."Kingston said and then added.

"Peter, the shares have not been transferred yet, but the documents are in Raymond's hands when it's time. He will use it as a game changer, but you have to play your part, Peter Walker. The success of this plan, if it works, would be on your shoulders. When Marylyn transfers the fashion company shares to you and also to Alex. She would believe she has you and the board of directors by her side, but I have bribed most of the investors. She still thinks my father's share is still in her possession. For the plan to work, you have to take the fashion shares from her and then support us. Now, with everyone here, along with the board of directors, I have added to my own

Magdalene's shares would not be enough to help her handle the position of chairwoman. We can overthrow Marylyn, and I will let you manage the fashion company and then the art foundation that was transferred to Alex. I am sure you can handle Alex, and the house is willed to Alex and his mother. We must get rid of Marylyn. It was for this purpose that I brought you to marry her. Are we in accord? Kingston slams his walking stick as he stares at him for a solid reply.

"Yes, I am fully in," replied Peter.

"One more crucial thing, Peter: Simeon has the paralysis drug. The drug will make her sick and unfit to work, which gives you the advantage of running the fashion company as you like. When the time comes, Simeon will take care of Marylyn the same way Magdalene was taken care of. We must announce to the shareholders that, due to her mother's death. Marylyn has been sick and unfit. The script that he calculated must be perfect and play well. "

"Who created the script?" Peter question.

"The child genius I have been grooming who has the eagle's eyes to see through everything. King, Paul's son. At least he is better than his father." King walked in a white school uniform to meet the five men. King bowed his head before the gathering and smiled.

"If I may, I would like Alex to join us at Yoontan High School at the right time." King smiles

Peter Walker gave a devilish smile as he kept looking at his wife, who was staring at the window as the car drove from the funeral, he said to himself.

I have worked for the CIA for years, and nothing good came out of it. This is why I betrayed and cut ties with the CIA. Now, I am going to enjoy my life to the fullest on my terms, no matter what, even if I have to bring some people down. This is my chance for wealth and a better life. He smiled and drove the car to the estate. Alex watched his father smile as he drove to the estate. He gritted his teeth, knowing fully well his father had a hand in his grandmother's death.

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Alex was in the estate hallway, and a rush of wind passed through him. He began to hear strange, demonic voices and whispers. "Alex, Alexxxxx, ALEEEEEEEEEEEX! ALEXANDRIA!" he turned his head around the passage hall, and nobody was there. However, he continues to hear whispers of many voices calling his name. Who is there? Who are you?" He shouted as his eyes darted around him, but the voice replied.

[I AM ARES THE GOD OF WAR VIOLENCE AND BLOODSHED] while Alex stood stunned with his eyes roaming to and fro around the hallway as the demonic voice echoed and faded through the hallway. [YOUR HATRED IS NOT YET ENOUGH. I NEED MORE, MORE, MOORE]

At the same time, Kingston was wearing a grey suit in the passenger seat of his car, and his driver drove him to work across a street intersection. He glances through his phone when suddenly the bright flashlight from a car illuminates through his window. He turns his head to look out the window, and a black car moving at high speed, accompanied by a share of force, rams the passenger seats of his car.

Kaboom

Kingston found himself and his car flipping into the air and stumbling to the ground before tumbling on the road with the car turned upside down.