Chapter 1407 Remember My Name —Darren

The business world was like a battlefield. People never spent a minute staying in the same place. Only
those who were observant enough and able to adjust to the most unfavorable changes had a chance at
victory.

Darren had succeeded. The share transfer agreement had been signed over to him. However, at the
moment, he felt inexplicably irritable. With a move of his hand, he sent the pages of the agreement
flying all around the room. Feeling a little depressed, he loosened his tie in an attempt to ease his
nerves.

Harlan, who was Darren's confidant, was a little confused to see that, but he didn't say anything.

He had the feeling that he knew why Darren was behaving this way.

Darren stood up and walked over to where the sheets of paper had settled. After staring for some time
at the mess that he had made, he squatted down and picked the sheets up one by one. He looked at
the growing pile of paper in his hands and couldn't help flipping through the pages.

In his hands, the share transfer agreement felt just like a big stack of money. As he held it, he felt the
weight of the burden that it symbolized. Suddenly, it became slightly difficult to breathe.

By giving up all that he had had, he had finally obtained this. But why didn't he feel as victorious as he
had expected to be?

He frowned. He no longer looked as smart as he had been during the meeting. Now, he only appeared
confused, even blank.

Darren had spent almost all of his savings to secure this document. At first, he had hesitated,
wondering if it was worth the sacrifice. Afterward, however, he had decided that it was. He had always
been and was still determined to defeat Jacob.



He asked Harlan to fetch him some alcohol. Getting drunk would free him from all his worries, he
figured.

As ordered, Harlan left, and when he returned, he brought several cans of beer with him. Darren took
one can, opened it, and drank all of its contents in one go.

He sat at the table and looked up at the ceiling. Once more, he got lost in his thoughts. A voice in his
head asked, 'Was it really worth it?'

He then proceeded to empty another can. Darren, who had always been good at holding his liquor, felt
a little dizzy now, after just two cans of beer.

All of a sudden, a scene formed in his mind. In this scene, Jacob was looking down upon him with
contempt. Instantly, Darren's blood boiled with anger.

He picked up the beer can next to him and threw it onto the ground, effectively deforming it. The loud,
hollow sound that the can made upon hitting the ground calmed him down a bit.

To defeat Jacob, he had lost everything in exchange for the share transfer agreement. He had given up
all his money and everything that he had owned.

Since he had made this choice and given up everything in the process, he could not allow himself to fail
this time. Not now.

Harlan, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but walk up to the man whom he had always been
loyal and dutiful to. Seeing Darren like this, he was overcome with a new wave of confusion.
Cautiously, he asked, "Are you..."

It was then that Darren realized that he had lost control. He took a deep breath and replied, "I'm fine. I
just... I was just feeling a little annoyed and irritable."



Contrary to his words, he did not look fine. The expression on his face revealed to his companion how
he truly felt. Having worked for Darren for so many years now, Harlan knew enough about him to not be
fooled by his reply.

After some hesitation, Harlan asked, "Why did you do that?" He sighed and continued, "I know you
spent all your money to get the agreement before Jacob could so that you could take him by surprise.
But..."

Harlan paused.

"Go on," Darren said in a low voice. His face was so tense that it was impossible to tell whether he was
happy or angry.

"But, and forgive me for saying this, can we really take him down that easily?" Harlan's voice grew
quieter and quieter as he spoke. With every word, he became less and less confident. Ultimately, he
stopped talking and lowered his head.

At the mention of Jacob's name, Darren's eyes shone with hostility. He stood up slowly.

"No. We can't."

Harlan was even more confused now than he had been moments earlier.

"Of course Jacob won't go down that easily," Darren repeated. "Unfortunately, he happens to be my
biggest rival. I will definitely make him fall from the powerful position that he is in."

Instantly, shock replaced the confusion that Harlan had been feeling. Darren's response had dispelled
his doubts, and he now saw how committed the man was to winning. He would do his best to help him.

"What are you going to do then?" he asked.



Toying with a beer can, Darren said slowly, "Well, now I have finally gotten the shares. The company is
back in my hands. The only thing left to do is execute the perfect plan. I'm going to ruin Jacob and be
the one to deal the last blow." With that, he drank the rest of the beer in the can. Some of it dripped
down his neck.

The little accident made Darren look like a bloodthirsty vampire, and his sharp eyes contributed to the
illusion.

In his eyes, the lights around them looked colorful and behaved unpredictably that night.

The same could be said for the effects of money and personal interests on people. People went crazy
for these things. Darren seemed to know what he was doing.

However, he seemed to think that it would all be as simple as that.

The following day, at dawn, the clouds parted to slowly make way for the light of day. Rays of sunlight
made their way through the gaps between the curtains and onto Darren's cheek. He had been sleeping
soundly, but now, the light woke him up.

The day before, he and Harlan had agreed to return to the company which he had obtained through a
great deal of sacrifice. He hadn't been there for a long time, so he had no idea what it was like now.

Early in the morning, Harlan came to pick Darren up. The two of them set out together. Darren rubbed
his temples during the drive. He looked a little tired.

"Are you okay?" Harlan asked, concerned. He had seen Darren massaging his temples through the
rearview mirror. "How about getting some rest first?" he offered.

Darren shook his head and said, "I'm fine. It's just that I didn't sleep well last night. I've been thinking
about how things are going at the KING Group."



"Here we are!" Harlan drove the black car toward the gate and parked it there. Seconds after turning off
the engine, he climbed out of the car and opened the door for Darren.

The car that had just parked by the gate attracted the female employees' attention.

A man wearing a black leather jacket and a pair of dark sunglasses got out of the car. He had a cool
expression on his face. Everyone who saw this whispered among themselves. They all wondered who
this person was.

Darren paid no mind to the gazes from everyone around him. Without a word, he strode into the
building.

He looked around him. The magnificent gate and the hall with its high ceilings were as elegant as he
remembered them to be.

Everything looked exactly like it had been in the past.

Just like before, he headed straight to the elevator that was exclusively for the CEO's use, but he was
stopped halfway by the receptionist.

"Good morning, sir. Who may I direct you to?" she asked.

Darren studied the woman standing in front of him. He had never seen her before. He thought that
perhaps this woman had been recruited after he had left the company.

He took his sunglasses off, looked at the woman, and said slowly, emphasizing every word, "From this
day onward, I am the CEO of the KING Group and the biggest shareholder of this company.
Remember my name —Darren."


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