Chapter 305: Whitlock’s Greed And Fear

Whitlock’s breath caught somewhere between his lungs and his throat. He stood frozen, his eyes locked on the impossible scene outside the skyscraper window.For a moment, he could not think. He could not blink. He could not convince himself that what he saw was the result of stress or fatigue.

But that wave had shattered any delusion he wanted to feed himself about what he was seeing, being as a result of stress.

Whitlock’s mind raced at a speed he hadn’t experienced in years. His position at the very top of the global financial world had exposed him to everything imaginable: secret military budgets, prototype weapons, classified technology, off-the-record scientific discoveries, and countless irregularities hidden from the public eye. He had seen enough to make most people faint at the truth behind the world’s systems.

But this... this was something else.

What kind of technology could do this? What device could allow perfect suspension in the air without any visible mechanism? What allowed such stability at this altitude? What energy source supported it? How did he resist the wind pressure?

His mind began cycling through every known possibility, from experimental jetpacks to electromagnetic support units to classified propulsion systems that the world pretended didn’t exist.

Yet, none of them matched what stood before him..And while he was still scrambling for answers, Liam vanished from the air.

He just disappeared.

Whitlock’s entire body tensed, and if Daniel had not been standing beside him, he might have fallen back into his chair. His heart thumped painfully in his chest as he stared at the empty space where Liam had been only a split second earlier.

Then, a soft sound drew his attention.

He turned back toward the office interior and nearly jumped out of his skin, when he saw Liam standing there, inside the office, looking calm, relaxed.

His expression was as if he had simply walked in through the door.

Whitlock felt his knees weaken for half a second. His veins ran cold and his breath stuttered. A part of him that once believed he had seen everything the world could offer died on the spot.

When he said the phrase "even gods need bankers" a week ago, he had meant it as nothing more than a proud joke—an exaggeration that reflected JP Morgan’s strength. Not once did he imagine that one day he might sit face to face with someone who could make that sentence feel literal.

He had thought Liam was a prodigy born into an unknown but powerful family. Someone with access to rare technology. Someone brilliant, bold, and ambitious.

But after witnessing this... after seeing him defy reality like it was nothing... Whitlock had no idea where Liam belonged on the scale of humanity.

His throat felt dry, and he swallowed in an attempt to steady himself.

Daniel was no better, though his calm expression might have fooled anyone who had just arrived.

Inside, Daniel was just as shaken, just as stunned, but he had a much better grip on his emotions. He simply bowed his head slightly.

"Good afternoon, sir," Daniel greeted him.hing very clearly; that he had no choice but to listen. Or he will left in the dirt of the past, while the world around him advances.