Chapter 26: How about we work together to create deadly poison?

"What about your fathers’ companies?" Sean asked after finishing the warm milk in his glass.

Kevin smiled in satisfaction while staring at his computer screen.

"It’s going well. I’ve already hacked into the Hesh Family’s company IP. Now we just have to wait for the right time to cripple their entire operational system."

Kevin raised both hands. "Once their system goes down..." Clap! He brought his palms together. "Their stocks will automatically collapse."

Sean nodded in satisfaction. The two of them then looked at Zahn, who was still busy with his phone.

"Zahn, what about your father?" Sean asked. "You don’t want our Mom to refuse to marry your father and leave you alone with him, do you?"

"Of course not!" Zahn snapped irritably. "I’m contacting all of my father’s trusted people. I plan to ask them to poison my father."

"Huh?" Sean and Kevin stared at Zahn with questioning eyes.

"Zahn, are you planning to kill your own father, then gain Mom’s sympathy so she’ll take you in without having to marry your father?" Kevin asked.

Sean blinked several times. "Zahn, you’re quite clever. With how stupid your father is, how could Mom willingly marry him? Even if your father becomes poor, he’ll still be stupid."

Zahn snorted as he looked at the two of them. "Who said I’m going to kill my father? He has to provide food for me and Mom. How could I let him die so quickly? Besides, I want to have a little sister who looks like me. How could I possibly kill my father? You idiots!"

"Then?" Kevin asked, still not understanding Zahn’s plan.

"I only want my father to be poisoned and fall into a coma for a few days. If he’s in a coma, his business enemies will automatically make their move. They’ll definitely attack and destroy my father’s business. Once his business is ruined, I’ll fly to Melvin City and wake my father up."

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Kevin and Sean immediately applauded after hearing Zahn’s brilliant plan.

"Zahn, you deserve to be my little brother," Sean praised.

Zahn lifted his chin proudly. "Of course. Besides, with my abilities, I can’t move the same way you two do when destroying your fathers’ businesses. I can only secretly pay the people working for my father using the medicines I’ve created all this time."

Sean shifted closer to Zahn’s seat, then grabbed his hand. "Let’s start another business. We’ve already sold many types of medicine. How about we work together to create deadly poison this time?" Sean offered.

"No!" Zahn snorted.

"Why? This time, I’ll increase your share. You get forty percent, while I get sixty percent. My company will fully cover the operational and marketing costs. You only need to conduct the research. Isn’t that easy?"

Zahn raised both hands and began counting on his tiny fingers. "Material costs... research... plus if something goes wrong..."

He blinked several times before finally looking at Sean. "Deal."

Sean gently rubbed Zahn’s head. "Good boy. You have to work hard. Try to finish testing the medicine this month. If you succeed, Big Brother will add another one percent to your share."

Zahn covered his mouth with both hands in surprise. He raised his fingers again and quickly calculated.

He would still make a profit. A huge profit, in fact. Not to mention Sean would add another one percent if he managed to complete the research.

Zahn immediately grabbed Sean’s hand. "I’ll finish it in one week," he said confidently.

Kevin, sitting beside them, raised the corner of his lips as he looked at Zahn, who apparently could still be fooled by Sean.

"No wonder he’s the poorest among us."

However, even though Zahn was the poorest among the three of them, Kevin knew that Zahn’s wealth was actually enough to let all of them live without worrying about money until they were old.

Meanwhile, at the Hesh Family’s company...

Orland Hesh, Kevin’s father, stood with a gloomy expression in front of his subordinates.

They were technology and cybersecurity experts who had worked for the company for more than ten years. Their salaries had even reached hundreds of thousands of dollars per month.

Srak!

Orland threw the report that had just been handed to him onto the table.

"Are your brains no longer functioning?" he shouted.

"S-Sir... this is truly beyond our capabilities. They infiltrated the company’s firewall a long time ago and planted a virus in our security system."

"Are you idiots? When did they plant the virus? Didn’t you notice when they infiltrated our firewall?"

The subordinates lowered their heads again, cold sweat covering their foreheads. Dozens of the company’s plans had now been leaked to the public.

"Sir, we’ve installed a new protection system on the company firewall. We should be able to track them down shortly."

Orland dropped into his office chair. He slowly massaged his temples.

"You said ’shortly’? Do you realize that in that amount of time, the company’s entire five-year strategic plan could be exposed to the public?" Orland asked in a heavy voice.

The technicians lowered their heads again. They had truly run out of ways to control the situation.

Orland’s secretary entered carrying a stack of documents. "Boss, these are the reports of the lawsuits from the shareholders. The stock value has fallen by more than three percent."

Orland stared at him in silence. Everyone in the room swallowed nervously.

BANG!

"You’re still telling me to read reports like this?!" Orland shouted, then swept the stack of papers off the table, sending them scattered across the floor.

"B-Boss..." The secretary immediately fell to his knees after receiving Orland’s sharp glare.

Orland took a deep breath before rising from his chair.

"Prepare the car. I’m going to the old residence. If the technical team can’t fight these hackers, there’s only one person who can handle this problem."

"Yes, Boss!" His secretary immediately ran out.

Jexy Hesh. His aunt.

The woman who had left Melvin City decades ago and disappeared somewhere with her two other twin sisters.

To contact her, Orland could only use the number of the old Hesh Family residence.

Jexy never accepted calls from other numbers. Even her own sons had never managed to contact her unless they used the old Hesh Family residence number.

A black car with a single-digit license plate sped away from the Hesh Family company, the company that had controlled business in the northern region of the Melvin Continent for decades.

Throughout the journey, not a single sound could be heard inside the car. Even the driver and secretary sitting in the front seats didn’t dare breathe too loudly.

Jexy had absolutely no idea that her student and nephew was now using all the knowledge she had taught him to destroy his own family’s company.