Building A Business Empire From Scratch In Another World

"Good, now let's continue," Felix grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Does anyone here still want stakes in the bicycle production?"

The room erupted in nervous laughter as everyone hastily shook their heads. After all, who would dare joke about business when a Half-Saint stood ominously behind him? The audacity!

"President Felix," spoke up a medium-built man with a kind face and shrewd eyes, dressed in vibrant green attire. "I'm here strictly for business; I have no interest in acquiring any controlling stake in the bicycle production."

Felix raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "And you are?"

"Midas Blackwood," he replied swiftly. "President of the Blackwood Chamber of Commerce."

Felix nodded thoughtfully. "Our table is open for any business discussions."

"Understood, President Felix," Midas said with a smile that barely concealed his intentions.

Felix then turned to the rest of the people in the conference room.

"If anyone else wishes to discuss business matters, please speak with my assistant," he indicated Claire.

Claire beamed brightly and said, "Gentlemen, please follow me!" With that invitation, everyone rose from their seats and followed her out, everyone except Draven Logan, Quill, the white-haired girl, and Jarvis.

Felix's gaze landed on Croix, who was still kneeling on the floor. A smirk crept across his face as he asked mockingly, "Sir Croix, do you wish to engage in business?"

Croix shakily stood up but couldn't hide the deep fear reflected in his eyes, yet beneath that fear simmered an intense fury and a burning desire for revenge.

He had never faced such humiliation before. Without uttering a word, he slowly exited the conference room.

"You know this guy won't give up easily," Quill remarked casually from beside Felix.

"I know," Felix replied with a nod. "If he persists, I'll have no choice but to make him regret ever being born." He glanced at Draven and Logan as if weighing their reactions.

Logan and others felt an unsettling chill looking at Jarvis standing silently behind Felix.

They had never imagined encountering a Half-Saint within the Kingdom's walls.

Since the founding Emperor of Avalonia passed away, no Saint had been born, not even a Half-Saint!

This formidable presence could single-handedly obliterate anyone or anything in the world, infact he can destroy the entire Avalonia Kingdom, unless another Saint Realm expert appeared, and there were none around.

"Jarvis you can go " Felix waved his hand to dismissed him.

Jarvis nodded subtly before turning the white-haired girl beside Draven,"Good ".

With that nod of approval he vanishing disappeared from here he is standing.

Felix raised an eyebrow as curiosity piqued within him while observing her closely. "System scan her."

Moments later, surprise flickered across Felix's features before morphing into intrigue as he assessed her more carefully. "I didn't expect someone like this to exist " He muttered in his heart.

Draven's eyes widened in surprise as he glanced at the girl and glanced at the place were Jarvis had been standing just moments before.
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Once Jarvis left, both Logan and Draven exhaled a collective sigh of relief.

Being in the same room as Jarvis had been an intense experience, one that weighed on them both.

"Felix, my boy! I never expected you to have something like this up your sleeve!" Logan exclaimed, a grin spreading across his face as he turned to Felix.

Felix shrugged helplessly. "I really didn't want it to come to this," he admitted.

The pressure was mounting; revealing Jarvis now felt like a necessary evil. With the bicycles flying off the shelves, Felix knew he had caught the attention of several noble families in the Royal Capital.

He needed to unveil Jarvis early on, hoping that his strength would deter those greedy nobles from targeting him further.

Despite his desire for a low profile, Felix understood that showing some muscle was essential if he wanted any semblance of peace in the city.

The Maywraith Noble Family might be formidable, but they couldn't stand alone against all the nobles vying for power.

Beside Felix didn't want to bring them unnecessary trouble.

"But President Felix," Draven interjected cautiously as he rose from his seat, "you need to be careful. While you've managed to scare off some of them, there are still plenty who won't back down easily, and will try to attack you especially those close to you."

Felix nodded knowingly; he recognized the danger lurking around him.

The allure of the bicycle technology was too tempting for many nobles to ignore, but fear wouldn't rule him, he wasn't that easy to be bullied.

"Sir Draven," Felix asked with narrowed eyes, "where does your Emberfell Noble Family stand on this?"

Draven smiled slightly as he replied cryptically, "Wherever it benefits us."

With that enigmatic statement hanging in the air, he exited the conference room alongside the white-haired girl.

As Draven stepped out into the hallway, he paused and muttered under his breath, "What an interesting guy."

The white-haired girl frowned thoughtfully beside him. "He's quite mysterious; I can't see through him at all."

Draven raised an eyebrow at her response. "You mean your eyes can't discern anything about him? You didn't pick up any information?"

She remained silent for a moment before nodding solemnly. "You know my eyes never fail me."

"Hmm! That's really intriguing," Draven mused while rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"Let's head back to the Clan." With that decision made, they left behind the top floor of the office building.

Inside the conference room, only Felix, Quill, and Logan remained.

The atmosphere was thick with unspoken thoughts as Logan turned to Felix, his brow furrowed with concern.

"Felix, my boy, have you really made up your mind?" he asked, his voice steady yet probing.

Felix shrugged nonchalantly. "I get it; you don't want to share this with anyone. But sometimes, is better to shar things out rather than keep it all for yourself? Trust me, keeping things for yourself can lead to more trouble than it's worth," Logan continued.

Felix grinned mischievously. "Look, I just don't want to share my food! That's how I've always rolled, eating alone is my thing! And honestly? I'm not afraid of those nobles."

He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms defiantly. "All these nobles see in the bicycles is a way to grab more power for themselves. Instead of using it to benefit the commoners,they just hoard everything good like greedy little dragons!"

Logan sighed heavily and shook his head.