It was still six in the evening in Tokyo. The Penthouse tower, the adjacent condominiums and the RBS Broadcast center, all under Takako's hands were placed under red alert, additional guards were posted at the entrance, carparks and the garden to secure the place.
At fortieth floor of the Penthouse Tower, employees were rushing in and out of the chairman's office, leaving bulk of documents. Suddenly, the employees paused and started lining in the file as their ageless chairman went out and transferred to the conference room. There she saw a man with a white hair and bulky physique, it was none other than Karl Marino.
"Looks like stress and ravages politics have caught up on you," says the chairman
"Takako, let's not talk about it," Karl pleaded as Takako sat down.
"I have read all the reports, Javier and the three imbeciles have escaped in Antarctica," Takako divulge, Karl shakes his head in disbelief and drank water from his chalice. He knew that Javier would come to the Philippines to seek vengeance and eventually take out his life.
"I'll deal with them after I finish dealing some problems with my Rafael," he responded, lightly pinching Takako's cheeks.
After the disastrous arrest and security threats in the entire country, the President declared a state of emergency, a move that wasn't received well by the parliament, the business world and the citizens. This cause his party, the Liberals to lose the election of two thousand thirty-eight to Democratic People's Party now led by Karl Marino who reluctantly accepted the post, his election prompted a speculation that he would seek the presidency to which his opponents launched a dirty rumor that he is planning to merge his powers and create a new supernation to compete with US, UK or Japan, a rumor that was ridiculed by Karl and the rest of the citizens. People had to look into him as a guiding figure, making him a threat to the current government.