Chapter 42 – The Youngest CEO
Two weeks later—
the world officially knew the name:
Mark Keifer Watson.
Because at eighteen years old—
he became the new CEO of Watson Corporation.
One of the youngest CEOs in the world.
And London exploded because of it.
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The Rise Of The Heir
News channels talked about him nonstop.
"The son of late business icon Serina Watson officially takes control of Watson Corp."
"Eighteen-year-old heir defeats internal clan opposition."
"Watson Corporation enters a new era."
Photos of Keifer flooded everywhere.
Black suit.
Cold eyes.
Sharp expression.
The media loved him instantly.
Because he looked powerful.
Dangerously powerful.
But the people inside the business world?
They were terrified.
Because within only two weeks—
Keifer Watson had already started cutting down his enemies one by one.
Coldly.
Strategically.
Exactly like Serina once did.
Maybe even worse.
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Watson Headquarters – London
The boardroom stayed silent as Keifer entered.
No one interrupted anymore.
No one underestimated him anymore either.
Even the elders who once mocked him now lowered their eyes slightly when he walked past.
Because power changes everything.
And Keifer now held enough power to destroy entire families financially with one decision.
"Good morning," one executive greeted nervously.
Keifer nodded once before sitting at the head of the massive table.
Serina's seat.
Now his.
For a brief second—
he looked at it quietly.
Remembering her.
Then the softness vanished instantly.
"Start the meeting."
Cold.
Professional.
Untouchable.
The executives immediately obeyed.
Nobody questioned him now.
Not after what happened to Kaizer's faction.
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Kaizer Watson Is Losing
Because somehow—
someone continued destroying Kaizer from the shadows.
And now it was becoming brutal.
Illegal casinos shut down overnight.
Smuggling routes exposed anonymously.
Corrupt politicians connected to Kaizer arrested publicly.
Entire secret accounts disappeared.
Even clan elders started turning against each other in panic.
Nobody trusted anyone anymore.
Kaizer Watson sat inside his private office staring at another disaster report while fury practically radiated from him.
"They took the Macau routes too," one elder whispered nervously.
Kaizer's jaw clenched hard.
"How."
Nobody answered.
Because honestly?
Nobody knew.
This enemy left no traces.
No fingerprints.
No mistakes.
Like a ghost dismantling an empire patiently.
Then another elder spoke carefully:
"Maybe we should negotiate with Keifer."
Kaizer slowly looked up.
That alone shut everyone up immediately.
Because the rage in his eyes looked murderous.
"You think my son is behind this?"
Silence.
Then quietly:
"He's not smart enough."
That statement however—
sounded less insulting and more fearful.
Because if not Keifer…
then who?
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The Ghost Watching From Above
Far away—
inside another hidden penthouse—
multiple screens displayed the collapse of Kaizer Watson's illegal network.
One by one.
Perfectly timed.
A man in black gloves placed another file onto the table calmly.
"All European channels connected to Kaizer are compromised now."
Silence.
Then the figure sitting near the window finally spoke:
"Good."
The assistant hesitated.
"…should we reveal ourselves soon?"
The figure looked toward London's skyline quietly.
"No."
A pause.
"Not yet."
The assistant lowered his head instantly.
Because even he feared this person.
Not loudly.
Not violently.
But in the way people fear oceans at night.
The figure slowly picked up another photograph.
JJ.
Laughing beside Keifer in Manila during school lunch.
His thumb brushed the corner of the photograph once quietly.
Then he whispered something strange.
Something almost emotional.
"You survived longer than expected."
The assistant froze slightly hearing that tone.
Because their boss almost never sounded human.
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Manila – The World Keeps Moving
Meanwhile—
back in Manila—
Section E remained absolute chaos.
Because apparently emotional stability was illegal for them.
Cin was screaming dramatically during lunch.
"OUR PRESIDENT IS A BILLIONAIRE CEO NOW."
Felix looked dead inside.
"He was already rich."
"BUT NOW HE'S EVIL RICH."
Rory pointed toward JJ immediately.
"And she's basically future evil-rich wife."
JJ nearly choked on her juice.
"Shut up, idiot."
"Profanity," Keifer's voice suddenly came through her phone speaker.
Everyone screamed immediately.
Because yes—
they had interrupted her video call accidentally.
Keifer appeared on screen wearing a black dress shirt and glasses while sitting inside his London office.
And somehow—
that made him look even more dangerous.
Cin pointed dramatically.
"BRO LOOKS LIKE A MAFIA CEO."
Keifer answered calmly:
"Probably because I am one."
Silence.
Then Felix whispered:
"…fair enough."
JJ couldn't stop smiling at the screen.
Even after weeks—
she still missed him constantly.
Keifer noticed immediately too.
"You look tired."
JJ froze slightly.
Only for half a second.
Then smiled normally again.
"School is exhausting."
Lie.
The dizziness had worsened recently.
Headaches too.
Sometimes her vision blurred during classes now.
But nobody noticed.
Not yet.
And JJ planned to keep it that way.
Keifer sighed softly through the phone.
"I'll return soon."
JJ's chest tightened painfully.
Because suddenly—
she wasn't sure how much "soon" mattered anymore.
Still—
she smiled anyway.
"Bring me food from London."
Keifer smirked slightly.
"Gold digger."
"You love me."
"I do."
That answer came too fast.
Too honestly.
And JJ suddenly had to look away from the screen for a second because her eyes hurt again.
Not physically.
Emotionally.
Because every time Keifer loved her this openly—
her secret became heavier.
And suddenly—
Keifer's absence hurt again.
Because moments like this always felt incomplete without him beside her.
Freya sat beside JJ excitedly.
"Your boyfriend is literally famous now."
JJ rolled her eyes instantly.
"He was annoying before becoming CEO too."
"Rich annoying now," Grace corrected.
"Dangerously rich," Denzel added.
Percy suddenly appeared holding three lunch trays dramatically.
"BABY SISTAH."
JJ blinked.
"What now?"
Percy placed food dramatically in front of her.
"You need nutrition."
JJ narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
"…did Angelo threaten you?"
Percy looked offended.
"I care naturally."
Aries walked behind him immediately.
"He absolutely got threatened."
"TRAITOR."
JJ laughed softly again.
But when she reached for her drink—
Her hand shook slightly.
Tiny.
Barely visible.
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Kaizer Watson Is Losing Everything
At penthouse of keifer,
Three more illegal warehouses burned down.
Offshore accounts vanished.
Clan elders started disappearing politically one by one.
Some arrested.
Some exposed publicly.
Some suddenly betrayed Kaizer entirely.
And none of it traced back to Keifer.
Which honestly disturbed him deeply now.
Even Yuri's underground contacts failed repeatedly.
That alone felt impossible.
One of Keifer's London advisors finally admitted quietly:
"Whoever is helping you…"
He hesitated.
"…is operating above international surveillance."
Silence.
Keifer looked toward the rain-covered windows slowly.
Because he already understood something terrifying.
This wasn't random help anymore.
This was targeted destruction.
Professional.
Personal.
Like someone had waited years for a reason to destroy Kaizer Watson completely.
And Keifer still didn't know why.
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The Shadow Watches Again
Back in London—
Kaizer Watson sat alone in darkness now.
No luxury.
No calm confidence anymore.
Just rage.
Because another elder betrayed him tonight.
Another hidden business collapsed.
Another ally disappeared.
His empire—
Built over decades—
Was rotting from the inside.
And worst of all?
He still couldn't see the enemy.
Then suddenly—
His office lights shut off.
Instant darkness.
Kaizer stood immediately.
"Who's there?"
Silence.
Then slowly—
One screen turned on by itself.
A single message appeared:
"This is only the beginning."
Kaizer's expression changed instantly.
Not anger.
Fear.
Real fear.
Because finally—
He recognized something.
That sentence.
That method.
That precision.
A memory from years ago.
Someone he thought was dead.
"No…" Kaizer whispered slowly.
Then suddenly—
Another message appeared beneath it.
"You should've stayed away from Serina Watson."
Silence filled the office completely.
And somewhere far away—
A hidden figure watched Kaizer break quietly from the shadows.
Patient.
Dangerous.
Waiting.
Because this war was never truly about money.
It was revenge.