Becoming the Richest Man Alive

“I’ll stop asking if you don’t feel like answering.”
Sheryl did not pursue the matter further, saying decidedly, “I’ll need to regain my cooking skills in order to give your hotel a
competitive edge.”
Casper was overjoyed when he heard that. If Sheryl regains her capabilities and joins my team, Tycoon Hotel will definitely
become a top-notch hotel in the city. The woman’s culinary skills were surely better than Casper’s. His success was attributed to
his smooth start in life. He had a famous teacher to guide him in culinary, and his daily diet was nothing less than exotic
delicacies.
The resources and exposure Sheryl had been way lesser compared to Casper, but her skills were impeccable. After tasting her
improved version of Beef Wellington, he was resolute to recruit Sheryl. He was very certain that her potential in culinary was
immeasurable.
Had it not been for what happened three years ago, Sheryl would have made a name for herself worldwide.
She was like a rare gem. Casper thought he must have done something right, which pleased the heavens and the earth, to
deserve her.
Planning ahead, focusing on developing Tycoon Hotel would be his best strategic move. The addition of Sheryl would benefit
Casper greatly in achieving his goal of earning ten times more than his current assets within the span of one year.
Both of them discussed the details of their grand plan for half an hour before Caspar and Elena left.
“Boss, what do you think of Sharon?” Elena asked Casper during the journey back to Tycoon Hotel.
“Go ahead and share your thoughts,’ Casper urged.
Biting her lips, Elena went straight to the point. “Sharon said her sister was suffering from depression. However, you’ve seen it
too. Does her mannerism look like someone who’s depressed?”
“I guess she’s recovered?” Casper did not find anything strange about that.
“How could she be healed magically?”
“She didn’t. In fact, her condition has worsened.”

Casper recalled the moment he saw Sheryl speak without any facial expression — her eyes had been filled with a strong sense
of hatred.
“She capitalized on her hatred toward a matter to cure her depression. It’s equivalent to drinking poison to quench thirst. It’s hard
to say if she will be able to heal completely in the future. Right now, all we need is her precious culinary skills. That’s our most
powerful weapon to tackle Lingham Hotel and other restaurants alike.”
“I see. All right, then.” Closing her eyes, Elena did not say one more word.
“Why? You don’t trust her?”
“It’s not that. It’s just that she said today you’ve got a sweetheart, so I wanted to know if it’s true,” Elena muttered.
Casper chuckled upon seeing his secretary acting coquettishly. “You’re too cute.”
They locked eyes for a brief moment. Suddenly, a shout broke the silence between them. Casper turned and realized that it was
Louis calling out to him at the entrance to the hotel.
“Hey, are the cooks still here? Didn’t I say that they could all go on leave today?”
Louis rubbed his hands. “Well, we’re all eager to know the results of the showdown. How’s it? Does Ms. Alder win a chance to
come over to our hotel?”
A glint of doubt flashed across Casper’s eyes, but he dismissed the thought almost immediately. Louis should be the least
suspicious amongst them all. He’s the kind who holds high expectations for his culinary skills.
“Are you the only one here, Mr. Goldstein?”
“Oh, there are quite a number of us. We all want to know the outcome,” Louis answered.
Nodding, Casper sighed. “There’s nothing much to say about the battle. I’ve been busy all day, for nothing. I don’t want to talk
about it. Nope, I’m not going to bring this up ever again.”
Louis hummed softly. From Casper’s reaction, he guessed that his boss had lost. “How is that possible? Mr. Simpson, your
cooking is superb! How come...”
“I’ve overestimated myself. I was too careless! Darn it, that girl looked down on me. I’m afraid there’s no chance for her to join us
at Tycoon.”

Casper described the situation so well that Elena almost believed his nonsense if she had not followed him around the whole
day.
“What a pity!”
As Louis sighed, he recalled something that made his eyes lit up. He turned to Casper and said, “Mr. Simpson, your cooking
skills are brilliant. Why don’t you give us some pointers? Perhaps we could improve and bring about more business to the hotel
that way.”
Casper nodded and replied, “Mr. Goldstein, I understand where you’re coming from, but there’s no need to hurry. The hotel is
facing multiple problems at the moment. You guys only need to do your best and carry on with your work.”
After Louis left for the kitchen, Elena asked, “Did you say that on purpose?”
“That’s right. We need to obfuscate them thoroughly. We can’t let Sawyer suspect anything,” Casper said unswervingly with the
hope to fight Sawyer till the very end.
“After failing to woo your goddess, you want to beat me in business? Sure, I’ll let you suffer the biggest loss in your life.”
The ambitious Casper was motivated to defeat his opponent, and he would not allow merely a hotel under the Lingham Group to
be his stumbling block.
“It’s about time we prepare for the meeting with the board of directors...”
These two days, he had missed his classes due to his busy schedule. If Ms. Clauder finds out, she’ll surely give me a piece of
her mind.
“I haven’t returned my Goddess’ missed call. Let me do it now.”
Casper walked to a quiet corner and made a call to Giselle. After ringing for about ten seconds, she answered.
“Hello, Ms. Clauder, this is Casper. Were you looking for me?”
“Casper... I’ve got something to discuss with you. Can you come to my hostel tomorrow? No, tonight?”
Giselle sounded oddly calm, which made him feel rather dubious about it. She hung up before he could ask further.

Something fishy is going on...
He paced around wondering about it. She is definitely up to something. She’s usually amiable when she’s among us, but today...
Then again, she asked me to visit her hostel tonight. She initiated the invitation!
Casper looked forward to his appointment at night. He rubbed his palms in excitement.
Upon settling all his work matters at Tycoon, he headed back to his dorm, thinking about his plans for the evening.
Right then, Jeremy called him to talk about Hanson.
“Boss, I forgot to ask how many days you want to keep this dude locked up. We’re short of manpower.”
“Detain him for now, at least until Ms. Alder’s edited video is ready to be published. Thank the gang for the hard work on my
behalf. I’ll compensate them with a little something.”
“Alrighty, money is their sole extrinsic motivation anyway. I’ll arrange.”