Chapter 203 Don't Underestimate the Young and Poor
Time, the great equalizer, eventually diminished even the mightiest.
John, despite his numerous advantages over Skyview, felt the heavy hand of age pressing down on him.
John's network was vast, his experience unparalleled.
His years of service had earned him deep respect, and the unwavering support of his family provided a safety net Skyview, alone in his endeavors, lacked.
Yet, all these paled in comparison to the single, glaring disadvantage: John was old.
The vigor of youth and the promise of a future stretching endlessly before him, which were the weapons Skyview wielded. In the cutthroat world of business, Skyview's age was an asset, a mark of potential yet to be realized.
John, for a fleeting moment, felt a wave of helplessness wash over him.
Skyview's youthful face served as a stark reminder of his own mortality. A tremor of weakness ran through him, and an unbelievable idea, the possibility of compromise, flickered in his mind.
But John was not the one to yield, not after years spent navigating the treacherous waters of the corporate world alongside Dylan. He had clawed his way to the top, tasting both victory and defeat. To bow down now, to admit defeat at the hands of a boy, was simply inconceivable.
Drawing a deep breath, John met Skyview's gaze. "You may be young, Skyview," he said, his voice laced with persistence, "but experience still holds sway in this world. Don't mistake your current position for true power. You are far from ready to disregard me, or the Davis family."
Skyview laughed, a light, dismissive sound. "I may be young, but I'm far from poor. I built a five-billion-dollar empire before I could even legally drink. You've toiled your entire life, yet you still haven't achieved a fraction of my success. So what exactly are you trying to prove?"
"This isn't about success," John retorted, his resolve hardening. Though he had hoped to avoid further conflict with Skyview, he couldn't back down now. "This is about principle." He remained convinced that Skyview's actions were a plotted attack on the Davis family's influence within the Twin Group. Allowing Skyview to punish Yosef was not an option, or it would be a display of weakness, an invitation for further encroachment.
He had to protect Yosef, even if it meant sacrificing Willow. A single employee was expendable, but the Davis family's standing was not.
"Principle?" Skyview scoffed. "You call this principle? Using your position to protect a predator? The Davis family has already overstepped twice, and each time, the consequences were worse than the last. Don't provoke me, John."
The air crackled with tension. Skyview, young and formidable, faced off against John, the seasoned veteran.
"As chairman of the Twin Group," John said, his voice dripping with disdain, "you resort to violence to protect a low-level employee? A woman who likely slept her way to the top? Have you lost your mind, Skyview?" He turned to Willow, his gaze dismissive. "You're nothing but a liability. You should be fired and charged with assault."
Willow, her face pale with anger, glared at John.
His words stung, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing her break down.
John, however, paid her no mind. She was insignificant, a pawn in a much larger game. His focus remained solely on Skyview.
"Don't you dare call her that," Skyview growled, his eyes flashing dangerously. "You want to play dirty, John? Fine. Let's play."
"I'm simply stating the truth," John shot back. "This woman seduced her supervisor for a promotion. She's a liability, a stain on this company. She deserves to be punished."
"And I'm telling you, you won't lay a finger on her," Skyview countered, his voice like ice. "Yosef and Reyes will be fired and handed over to the authorities for their actions. As for you, John, you've just made me your very powerful enemy."
John merely smiled, a cold, humorless expression. "Do you really think you have the power to do that, Skyview?"
"Why don't we try and find out?" Skyview challenged, his gaze unwavering.
"Very well," John said, stepping forward, his voice laced with quiet menace. "I'm here now, and I won't allow you to punish Yosef. He's under my protection."
Yosef, emboldened by John's unwavering support, straightened. He had been afraid, yes, but John's defiance had reassured him. If John, a man known for his pragmatism, was willing to challenge Skyview so openly, it meant the young chairman's grip on power was tenuous at best.
A surge of arrogance coursed through him. "You heard him," he sneered, addressing Skyview. "The Twin Group isn't yours to rule. You may have the title, but you don't have the power. John has my back. What are you going to do about it?"