"What do you mean wedding date?" Jason asked his father with narrowed eyes.

"Exactly that, you've been engaged to the Lee girl for more than half a year, is it not high time you set a date?" Victor Kang asked his son, crossing his leg and leaning backwards into his seat.

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Jason almost laughed but it was honestly not funny. Staring at his father was like physically staring at a mirror, and he hated how much he looked like his dad, it was uncanny.

The older Kang man still very vigorous and full of live recently just taking a new mistress. Was a shrewd and heartless man when it came to business. And he liked to think Jason was a replica of him, in as much as he liked to disagree.

"What are you threatening me with this time?" Jason asked.

"What makes you think I came here with a threat?" He replied with a question.

Jason grinned "it's a force of nature father, you couldn't make a suggestion without a threat. So tell me, what do I lose if I don't adhere to your wishes?"

Victor Kang chuckled "ah... look at you. You're my son all right."

"Tch... I'm nothing like you, stop stalling and get to the freaking point."

Victor pointed his finger at Jason, shaking it. "I spoke to my father like that as well."

Jason almost rolled his eyes, what was this man's problem? "Are you done? Is that all you have to say? If so, then no father I will not be setting a wedding date so please leave."

Victor eyes darkened but he still wore a familiar grin on his face as he stared at Jason. "Already telling me to leave my company."

"Doesn't belong to you anymore." He spat back.

"And you say you aren't my son, you're even worse than I am. Didn't have the guts to steal my father's company from right under him." His father spat as well.

Jason eyes widened as he suddenly realised something, then he began to laugh, because this... was funny.

"Awwn father" he smiled cheekily. "You must be bored, why? Is you new whore not occupying your time?"

His father responded with a glare.

"If one is not enough then please find another, don't entertain yourself with my matters." He stated firmly.

"Oh please, don't act like you don't want to marry her as well. You got the company, there was no other collateral so why did you stay engaged to her? Certainly you fancy her..."

"Oh my goodness, when did you become so creative father?" He asked and his father dark glare wasn't the only icy thing on his face.

"Well, I hope you know what you're doing." The darkness suddenly faded away as Victor throw his hands up in surrender. Getting up he straightened his sleeves and turned around to walk away.

As the door opened for his he turned around to look at his son. "Oh, send my regards to Jessie now will you?"

Jason face suddenly took over from his father's as he frowned. "How?"

"Did you think I wouldn't know? Set a date Jason, she beautiful all right. But a reputation like that? What the hell are you thinking?!" He scolded his son.

"And you think Patricia is any better?" Jason asked.

"Maybe not, but unlike the bomb your screwing, Patricia is not accused of murder." He stated bluntly. "This company may be under your control right now but remember as long as I'm alive it will never be completely yours. Mess up and you'll be surprised how easy it'll be for me to take it." With those words he walked out.

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"This meeting has been long over due now, don't you think?" The minister's wife spoke.

"Yes. I guess so, what are the minutes for today's meeting?" Reginald asked.

"The state of cryptocurrency, the bill to be passed. The new transportation system and finally the Lee party." The meeting holder read out.

"Okay..." that was the last thing Jason heard, for a meeting that went on for more than an hour thirty minutes, he was zoned out.

Kept replaying his father's words.

'What does he mean by not completely mine? Is there something I don't know about? There probably something I don't know about. But wait a minute, does that old man have shares I'm not aware of?!' He sat up in his sit, blinking.

Only then did he notice the entire table staring at him. "This is becoming a habit." He heard someone saying under their breath.

Jason cleared his throat and sighed. "Just repeat the question already, it obvious I didn't hear it."

"Did you hear anything at all?" The minister's wife spoke again.

"Sabrina!" Reginald warned. "He is still your superior!"

"Let it be, Reginald." Jason said softly. "I assume you all turned to me because of the Lee party? What I'm supposed to give record of the events? Half the people here were in attendance."

"Well we aware of that, but due to the circumstances, we need the camera." Another person said.

Jason eyes narrowed. "Camera?"

"Yes, the tie clip." The meeting coordinator spoke up. "The tie clip you wore to the party has a hidden camera within it, we need the video."

"You bugged me?" Jason laughed wickedly. His gaze so intense, his eyes full of killer intent.

The MC began to stammer until the pressure of his glare forced him to look to the other members for help.

"We had to, you were the only person we were sure wasn't going to be searched. And we were right." Reginald stated.

"And you felt telling me wasn't necessary?" He asked, that killer intent so heavy in his eyes that even Reginald felt uncomfortable.

"It happened too quickly, most of us also weren't aware. But it a good thing though, at least this way we have a way of bringing down Patricia Lee." An attendee of the party said.

"Doesn't matter, the video will be sent to all if you. But you'll all be punished accordingly, how much fine is that?" Jason asked Matt, who was standing by the door iddly.

"Twenty million dollars sir." He replied.

"Double that, and I want it all in cash by the evening." He said pushing his seat backwards and standing up.

The room broke into protests and complaints but his eyes shut them up. "Complain all you want. But don't have my money by the end of the day, I am excited to really show you what I'm about." He stated bluntly, walking out of the room.