Chapter 189

Three people and a dog stepped out of the car, led by Teddy into the mansion. There was a security checkpoint at the entrance of the mansion, and the three of them, along with the dog, passed through one by one. As they entered the grand foyer, the sweltering heat outside was instantly replaced by the cool blast of air conditioning.

An overpriced crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, imported marble floors beneath their feet, and a landscape water feature sitting in the middle of the living room, it was like stepping into the lobby of a five-star hotel. Well, another big shot with a taste for the finer things in life.

"My apologies for keeping you waiting." A man in his forties, donned in a khaki silk pajama set, sporting gold-rimmed glasses, gracefully descended the spiral staircase.

Good heavens, this wasn't the boss of a base, but a semi-retired chairman of an international company, holding the reins of power yet living a luxurious life of leisure.

Stella couldn't believe that he was the one controlling over 200 members of the nefarious gang.

It went to show you couldn't judge a book by its cover, and the most ferocious wolves loved to dress up in sheep's clothing.

The man, wearing a pair of five-figure Hermès slippers, extended a gentlemanly and scholarly smile, reaching out his hand to Jasper, "Jasper, your reputation precedes you. Quite a few of my men have fallen at your hands." Jasper didn't shake his hand, his expression remaining indifferent, "I don't take pleasure in killing, unless it's a matter of life and death."

The man's smile was unyielding, "I suppose that's my fault for not managing them properly. Now that you're here, Jasper, we look forward to your future assistance."

"No need for the niceties. I don't meddle in others' affairs."

"Ha! I can tell Jasper is a man of great potential. In these end times, with your abilities, you're bound to make a name for yourself. We at Silver Asylum need people like you."

The man walked over to the liquor cabinet and opened a bottle of whiskey, pouring a drink for Jasper, "You can call me Bryce. Here's to our future collaboration."

Bryce finished his drink in one gulp, "Jasper, your turn."

word, but finished his

past grudges behind us and welcome

he had just noticed Stella and the others. He looked surprised and said, "And

by one, "My woman, my

"Jasper, you've raised a fine dog. Looks

these times, it can find

said that dogs like eating poops, but it doesn't look like it's been

"Yes, it's quite picky. Only eats fresh,

laughing, "I appreciate a dog with personality. I wonder if you are willing to

mind of its own. If it wants to

out the fresh,

it in front of the dog. Stella realized that despite Bryce's friendly demeanor, this was a power play aimed

Bryce showed kindness to the dog, with a benevolent smile on his face, "Go ahead. This is specially

Bryce's intimidation. It met his gaze with a look of aggression and hostility. Then, it lifted its

to mention that it always finds its own food.

us. From now on, we're family. We look forward to your contribution to the growth and development of Silver Asylum.

that, he clapped his

petite and delicate. From barely grown teenagers to mature women in

"Take your pick, Jasper. If you fancy any of

Jasper

laugh coldly, "Bryce, we came here to join you, not to be

puzzled, "What do you

Stella was blunt, "You're pushing a dozen women onto him, have

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