Chapter 8

"When it comes to a fistfight, you probably can't beat him, especially since he's holding a grudge against you now. He might even try to seriously hurt you."

What started as a joke turned oddly serious for Elliot:

"I'm not afraid of him."

I rubbed my temples and mumbled a few words before hanging up the phone.

On my first day at work, Elliot insisted on throwing me a welcome party at the company.

Not only that, he also gave me a thick stack of red envelopes filled with cash.

I tried to refuse, but he was adamant about giving them to me.

"You've suddenly moved out on your own, so you must be tight on cash. Take these."

This reminded me of the red envelope Donavan had given me, filled with pennies.

How ironic and laughable.

On my very first day at the company, I took on a major project.

If I remember correctly, it's the one Jade has been handling recently.

On the way to the partner company, Elliot asked me with concern: