A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 1109 Playing Games

The horn of a ship suddenly blasted and when Vinson turned in its direction, a massive vessel with its deck loaded with containers was spotted leaning in toward the shore.

In response to it, Luke remarked, “I’m afraid those trucks that I’ve brought along aren’t quite going to be enough for the job. I may have to go borrow a couple more.”

Trevor was still under the impression that it was his goods that the former was talking about. “You won’t have to trouble yourself. My company has trucks, lots of them. Just let us know when you need them, and I’ll have every bit of material sent over to you directly.”

“That’ll be too much trouble to ask of you. But we can’t wait, you see, as we’ll be needing those trucks right away,” Luke said with a laugh.

Trevor’s eyes fogged over. “Would your construction site be operating overnight? Are your workers going to work at this hour as well?”

Once more, Luke let out a boisterous hoot. “You seem to have misunderstood, Mr. Larson.”

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in front of them. “You’re right to assume that we’d need your help with the logistics, but the materials that

lifted his eyes to look, he saw that it was an ocean liner emblazoned with the name of an Epean

“T-This…”

that Mr. Nightshire had no intentions to source materials locally

“W-What?”

Trevor’s face turned

“Didn’t you say you wanted to lend us some trucks, Mr. Larson? Now you can. Lunch’s on me next time, eh?” he said while he patted

Luke’s hand out of the way and strode right for Vinson. But before he could get close enough, he found himself

Are you going to pull

much he actually dreaded Vinson. His head was in flux as though he had been buzzing in his

eyes with his own frigid gaze. All he saw in