“Apologies, Mr. Seet, but my father is resting right now. Would you like to speak with me instead?”

Evan stared straight into his eyes gloomily. “Fine then,” he said after a long pause.

John grimaced. Isn’t Levant after Mr. Seet’s blood? He’ll be in deep trouble if he speaks to him!

“Um, Mr. Seet, I think it’s time to go back…”

Before John could finish his sentence, Evan shushed him and walked into the building with much confidence.

Levant followed him closely, and John could feel cold sweat trickling down his back.

I hope he’ll be fine…

Meanwhile, Evan and Levant arrived at the living room. Levant ordered the maids there to make them some tea.

“Please take a seat, Mr. Seet,” he said, gesturing to the sofa.

Evan sank into the soft leather sofa and leaned into its backrest while crossing one leg over the other. His expression was blank, yet his aura could make anyone cower in fear.

He stayed silent as Levant studied him from head to toe. It was as though Levant was the guest and he was the host, rather than the other way round.

you here at this hour, Mr.

to

I know what it

“No.”

stay calm. Whatever. I know

father over her background, and Evan’s visit could only mean one thing – he

all, Stephen had wanted Nicole to be

and getting Nicole to take up Stephen’s post, Evan would be able to reap a considerable amount of

which one of the following matters to you more

no one else in the room other than John and Levant’s right-hand man Jamie Ankins, so Levant did

was very relaxed, yet Evan struggled to figure out

mean?

to reduce the tension, aren’t you? I’m sure you have a lot to gain from getting them

fell silent in

that’s what

I’m trying to take advantage of his father and Nicole’s

what matters to you

picked up his cup of tea and took a

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