Kevin wasted no time in setting up a meeting with Caleb Sterling. Sterling was notoriously hard to reach, but Kevin's system had already provided him with the perfect opportunity: an exclusive charity gala in Dubai, where the world's wealthiest individuals were gathering for a private auction. Sterling was set to attend, and Kevin knew it was the ideal setting to strike a deal.
Kevin arrived at the gala in style, stepping out of his sleek black Bugatti Chiron, the latest addition to his growing collection of luxury cars. The event was held at one of Dubai's most opulent resorts, where golden chandeliers and marble floors reflected the wealth of those in attendance. As Kevin entered the ballroom, heads turned. He wasn't just a new face anymore—he was the man everyone was talking about.
At the far end of the room, Caleb Sterling stood like a statue, his presence commanding the respect of everyone around him. Tall, with silver hair and piercing blue eyes, Sterling exuded an air of quiet power. Kevin approached him confidently, extending his hand.
"Mr. Sterling," Kevin said, flashing his signature smile. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."
Sterling regarded him for a moment, then took Kevin's hand, his grip firm. "Kevin Wright," he said, his voice low and measured. "You've been making quite a name for yourself lately."
Kevin nodded, unbothered by the subtle scrutiny in Sterling's tone. "I like to think of it as shaking things up a bit."
Sterling's lips twitched, as if amused. "You've certainly shaken Marcus Lyle, that's for sure."
"That was the plan," Kevin said smoothly. "But I didn't come here to talk about Marcus. I came here because I think we can help each other."
Sterling raised an eyebrow. "Help each other? You're ambitious, Kevin, I'll give you that. But what makes you think I need your help?"
Kevin leaned in slightly, his voice low. "Because I know the consortium is more than just a club for the rich. It's about control. And I'm offering you an opportunity to control something bigger—something no one else in the consortium has."
Sterling's eyes narrowed, clearly intrigued. "Go on."
Kevin smiled. "I'm working on a new technology—a quantum security system that can't be hacked, manipulated, or breached by any known means. The kind of technology that could protect not just financial assets, but entire governments, militaries, and corporations. If we control this, we control the future."
Sterling's expression didn't change, but Kevin could see the wheels turning in his mind. After a long pause, Sterling finally spoke.
"And what do you want in return?"
"Your backing," Kevin said confidently. "With you on my side, we can take Marcus out for good. You'll solidify your position at the top, and I'll have the resources I need to finalize the technology."
Sterling stared at him for a moment longer, then smiled. "I like you, Kevin. You've got guts. Most people would be too scared to come to me with a proposition like this."
Kevin returned the smile. "I've never been afraid of a challenge."
Sterling extended his hand again. "Then consider me your ally."
Kevin shook his hand, sealing the deal. With Caleb Sterling on his side, Kevin's position within the consortium was secure. But this was only the first step. He knew the real battle was just beginning.