Chapter 361

The assistant standing behind the man noticed Ronald and quickly whispered something in his ear.

At the words, the man handed off his pool cue, turned around with a broad, welcoming smile, and strode over to Ronald, extending his hand.

"Mr. Quinn, I didn't think you'd actually show up."

Ronald glanced at the outstretched hand but didn't shake it. Instead, he said coolly, "Mr. Bernie, you know why I'm here. I'm here to collect what Lancelot left with you."

No pleasantries, no small talk, Ronald cut straight to the point. He could sense Stella's discomfort in this setting.

Bernie raised an eyebrow, his grin widening, making his scruffy beard shift slightly.

"Ha, Lancelot, huh? Mr. Quinn, why don't we discuss this over here?"

The emphasis on "discuss" made it clear to Ronald that retrieving the item wouldn't be straightforward.

Bernie gestured toward a nearby couch and led the way. He sank into it casually, and within moments, a tall, slim woman perched herself on his lap. Bernie's large, tanned hand rested on her waist, his fingers idly tracing circles. The assistant from earlier handed Bernie a lit cigar.

Taking a slow puff, Bernie exhaled a think plume of smoke, directly toward the woman.

witnessing this scene, slightly regretted coming along. In hindsight, staying on

narrowed his eyes slightly. "Alright, what's

another drag from the cigar. "That item seems to be quite significant for you, Mr.

his silence implying

her the moment he

Mr. Quinn isn't interested in women. Turns out you just have

with such delicate features was no easy

this little treasure?" Bernie's tone was flippant, as though he

up at Ronald's side, assuming instead that

those words left Bernie's mouth, Ronald's gaze

stare at Stella, remained oblivious

twitched as he glanced at Bernie, thinking, "This guy's asking

he hadn't imagined someone could be more reckless than Finley. Ronald checked his watch. "State

icy edge in his voice snapped Bernie's attention back to him. With a lazy gesture, Bernie pointed his

but the importance of their mission kept

back her anger, staying

a word,

motion he placed a gun next to the wine glass on the table, its

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