Chapter 32: When an alpha wolf moves.
That same morning in one of the highest sky scrappers in Babel city, Jon Kingsley giggled as he read a thread of comments that were written under Sunshine’s picture on one post online.
In his mind, he pictured Hades seething and shouting orders to his assistant Owen, telling him to get in touch with everyone he could to take down the picture online. But it was all useless. Jon had decided to print the picture in physical newspapers because they could not be tampered with or recalled.
"Serves you right Hades." He stated, giggling even more.
Deliberately, he rested his legs on the small mountain of newspapers beneath his feet. He had read all the articles written in each of them and satisfied his craving of making Hades’s life miserable. Now, the papers were no longer of use to him.
His plan of humiliating his business frenemy had turned out even better than he had expected. Jon was about to ask for the papers to be destroyed when he realized that he needed to get some cut outs and frame them. Maybe he could wait for Hades’s birthday and frame the pictures. He could send them to him as a gift along with an expensive bottle of wine.
Or maybe he would make a big poster of all these pictures and articles combined. He would hung it on the former headquarters of the Quinn group.
He drifted his attention to his personal assistant that was waiting for his next orders.
"Trevor, I have to say that for the first time in a long time you have done something truly commendable. Good job. I am going to give you a raise and a bonus for this." Jon praised and promised, a quick thumbs up sealed his approval.
Trevor’s nervous laughter bubbled up, tension melting away. If he had known that he would be rewarded, he would have dug deeper and found more embarrassing photos of Sunshine Quinn. As horrible as it was, business men did worse things to sabotage each other.