Surviving In This Filthy World As A Novel Villain

Once Liam successfully developed the groundbreaking retinal technology…

That fifteen million dollars would multiply at least a hundred times. No, not just that—at least a hundred times minimum!

Once the technology was launched, the company’s value would skyrocket every single day.

Ethan could already see it in his mind, like a grand web of plans unfolding before his eyes. The numbers, the figures, the possibilities—it was all within his grasp.

He just had to take the first step, and soon, his investment would turn into an enormous fortune.

But while Ethan was lost in his thoughts, imagining the future that awaited him, Liam was watching him with a knowing expression. A wry smile played on his lips, a mixture of amusement and disbelief. He found Ethan’s confidence almost entertaining.

’Fifteen million dollars? But… didn’t Sir Alex say it had to be one hundred and fifty million?’

Liam’s thoughts were filled with bemusement. He wasn’t the one calling the shots here—he was merely executing the instructions given to him.

He had no idea why Alex had set the price so ridiculously high for such a struggling company, but that wasn’t his concern. His job was simple: follow orders without question.

With a casual flick of his wrist, Liam made a dismissive gesture, slicing the air like a conductor signaling the end of a symphony.

"Mr. Ethan… do you really think you can take eighty percent of my company’s shares for just fifteen million dollars?"

His voice was calm, but there was an unmistakable trace of amusement in his tone, as if he was indulging a child’s fantasy.

"Isn’t that a bit of a pipe dream?"

His words carried a quiet mockery, making it clear just how absurd he found Ethan’s offer.

…

Ethan’s entire body tensed as Liam’s response hit him. His face froze, his eyes widening in pure disbelief.

’Fifteen million isn’t enough?’

According to the system’s information, Liam’s company was currently worth less than a million dollars. That meant his offer was ten times its actual value!

And yet…

Liam still refused?

Ethan’s mind raced, trying to make sense of it. Why would someone reject such an incredible offer? Any struggling businessman would have jumped at the chance to turn their failing company into a multi-million-dollar deal.

But Liam showed no excitement, no hesitation. He was turning it down without a second thought.

Something was off.

Ethan knew he couldn’t let this golden opportunity slip through his fingers. No matter how confusing the situation was, he had to act fast.

His brows furrowed as he met Liam’s gaze, trying to read his expression, searching for any sign that he was open to negotiation.

He took a deep breath before speaking, his voice firm and serious.

"Sir Liam, then tell me—how much do you want?"

His words were sharp, straight to the point. If fifteen million wasn’t enough, then how much was?

But just before Liam could answer, Ethan added something important.

"How much… to sell eighty percent of your company’s shares?"

There was a determined edge to his voice, but also a subtle hint of desperation. He didn’t want to let this slip away. No—he couldn’t let this slip away.

Liam chuckled, a deep, knowing laugh that sent a chill through the room. He tilted his head slightly, observing Ethan with an unreadable expression.

"HaHaHa…" His laughter was smooth, almost pleasant, like velvet sliding through one’s fingers.

"I can see that Mr. Ethan is both sincere and bold."

There was a subtle admiration in his words, but beneath that, the unspoken message was clear—the price was non-negotiable.

"Since that’s the case, I won’t beat around the bush," Liam said, leaning forward slightly, his sharp gaze locking onto Ethan’s. His voice carried an air of finality, making it clear that there would be no further negotiation.

"Here’s the deal, Mr. Ethan. If you can offer at least one hundred and fifty million dollars—and not a day later, but by today…"

"I’ll consider it." His words rang out like a challenge, daring Ethan to step up and meet his demands. The room fell into silence for a brief moment as the weight of Liam’s words settled in.

Then, suddenly—

SLAM!

Lily, who had been sitting quietly up until now, slammed her hand onto the table, her patience finally snapping.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" she burst out, her voice sharp and filled with disbelief. She shot up from her seat, her eyes burning with anger as she glared at Liam.

"Let’s not even talk about your company’s current state! At best, it’s worth a million in market value! One million!" she emphasized, as if trying to hammer the reality into Liam’s head.

"Ethan is offering you fifteen million dollars, which is already ten times your company’s value! He’s showing you a lot of respect with that offer—"

She took a deep breath, trying to control her frustration, but Liam’s arrogance was just too much.

"And you have the audacity to ask for one hundred and fifty million?" she spat out. "Why don’t you just go rob a bank while you’re at it? At least then you’d have an excuse for being this ridiculous!"

Her words were sharp, like bullets aimed straight at Liam’s logic.

But Liam? He didn’t flinch. In fact, he looked… completely unaffected.

He let out a quiet sigh and spread his hands in a gesture of resignation, as if he had already expected this reaction.

His face remained calm, indifferent, as if Lily’s outburst was nothing more than background noise.

"If that’s the case…" he said smoothly, his voice polite but firm, "then it looks like we have nothing more to discuss."

There was no anger in his tone, no irritation—just a simple statement of fact.

"So, both of you, I wish you well… until we meet again."

With that, Liam rose from his seat, his movements fluid and unhurried. It was as if he had already moved on from the conversation before it even fully ended. He straightened his suit, then turned on his heel and began walking toward the door.

Ethan and Lily sat frozen, stunned by how easily he dismissed them.

Was that it? Was he really walking away from fifteen million dollars? Liam reached the door, his hand stretching out to push it open… But just then—

"Sir, please wait!" Ethan’s voice cut through the air like a knife.

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