The moment Rosé received the urgent order from Chairman Li Ming to draft the vision debate announcement, the suspicion she had long harbored finally detonated. Her slender fingers trembled as she hung up the phone. She knew better than anyone that the mastermind behind this audacious deception could be none other than the man who had walked out of that office only moments ago.
The spy abandoned her post, half-walking, half-running after him through the long corridor. The brilliant sunlight from the towering windows over Pudong fell upon Adisorn’s regal silhouette as he glided down the hall, as formidable as a demon marching toward a throne of his own making.
"Stop right there, Adisorn!" Rosé’s voice was harsh and commanding. Her footsteps halted behind the man, who stopped abruptly as if he had expected the confrontation. "What do you think you’re doing? This was never part of the plan you agreed upon with Mr. Gawin and Mr.Chatchawin."
Adisorn slowly turned, a chilling smirk playing on his lips. "And why should I be tethered to a plan designed by others?" he countered with a mocking gaze.
"You..." Rosé gasped, her breath catching for a second. "You’re making your own moves? How dare you presume to change the strategy we spent so much effort building together?"
Adisorn stepped closer, close enough for her to feel a shiver crawl down her spine. "If you want to keep up with the game... then try to keep up with me. In capitalism, there is no room for those who merely follow in the footsteps of others."
"Are you betraying us?" Rosé hissed, her voice a mix of rage and dread. "Everyone trusted you... even Mr.Chatchawin allowed you to be the vanguard of this mission."
"Trust...?" Adisorn let out a low, guttural chuckle, sounding like a beast awakening from a long hibernation. "The kind of 'trust' that exploits my talents to reach their own success? Unfortunately, that word doesn't exist in my personal dictionary."
"You... intend to play your own game and seize CK Group for yourself instead," Rosé forced the truth out. "But don't get your hopes up. It won't be as easy as you think. Going rogue like this is far more dangerous than you anticipate... And more importantly, Mr.Chatchawin will never let a traitor walk away alive."
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Adisorn bared his teeth in a predatory grin, leaning down until his warm breath grazed her face, which was now trembling with fury.
"Do you really think Chatchawin and I are true allies?" he asked, his voice husky yet cutting. "When he used such vile tactics to ruin me, cornering me until I had no choice but to take on this insane mission? Let's see how it ends... because now that fate has spun back into my hands, I shouldn't let it slip away again, should I?"
He straightened up and adjusted his suit collar with cool composure. "So, keep your eyes on my game. Watch what I do next... and try to keep up."
He left her with a wide, mocking smile before striding away, leaving Rosé standing in a storm of resentment and suspicion that raged within her heart.
The demon had awakened from its slumber, and it was preparing to raze everything in its path. Even the allies who had traveled alongside him were now merely rungs on the ladder he would tread to reach the summit alone.
At the headquarters of Diamon-Carat Thailand, on the highest floor overlooking the entire city, a mobile screen flickered in the dim light. Chatchawin looked down to read a detailed report from his spy regarding Adisorn’s recent movements.
He slowly sank into his leather chair, leaning back in a relaxed posture while gazing out at the metropolitan view—a sea of glittering lights like tiny diamonds scattered across black velvet.
Instead of being consumed by rage at the betrayal, a calculated, enigmatic smile slowly spread across Chatchawin’s face.
"Finally... the cobra I’ve been raising has started to spread its hood," he murmured to the emptiness, followed by a low, rhythmic chuckle.
To Chatchawin, a submissive Adisorn who followed the plan like a tame pet was worthless. But the original Adisorn—the one who would bite even his own kind—was the weapon of mass destruction he had been waiting for. Adisorn’s decision to go rogue and attempt a betrayal was the full-scale awakening of the demonic instinct Chatchawin had desired.
"Rise up, Adisorn... the more vicious you become, the more entertaining this game gets."
The tycoon picked up a glass of honey wine, sipping the floral mead slowly to sharpen his mind. He was content to sit back and watch the cobra hunt its prey, while the snake remained blissfully unaware... of who truly owned the cage.
