Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 1210 Making a Deal with You In Vistalia, it was eight o'clock in the evening.

Jason, dressed in a black suit, sat in a private box at the underground fighting arena. Below was a frenzied crowd, deafening shouts, and money fluttering through the air.

No one knew how much money this underground fighting arena, located in a lawless zone, made

in a day.

Many powerful families in Vistalia wanted to extend their influence here, but only Raymond succeeded.

The underground fighting arena had seven floors, each covering 32,300 square feet, with different games on each floor.

Countless elites flocked here, shedding their disguised appearances and blending into the chaos. Jason sat quietly with his hands crossed in front of his abdomen, watching everything below. The door to the private box was pushed open, and Helen, wearing a black spaghetti strap dress, walked in seductively.

"Mr. Smith, I've heard so much about you. I didn't expect you to come to our place."

She had the best tea brought in, smiled slightly, and sat bonelessly across from Jason. Jason didn't drink, continuing to watch the fight below.

Helen was on high alert for the sudden visit of such a big figure like Jason.

But after sitting for ten minutes, Jason remained silent, seemingly very interested in the fight below.

composure,

below ended that Jason raised an eyebrow slightly, thoughtfully

make a

in Vistalia? As the previous generation's leader,

did I

the Smith family didn't have a good relationship with the underground fighting arena. Jason had even said

the underground arena, as he always wore a mask, but Jason knew because he had fought once and lost, possibly due

he called God a mad dog, he was referring to Raymond, but no one knew that God was Raymond, except for

a money-hungry lunatic, the kind who would go to any lengths

Raymond, Raymond

though Jason could leave the arena on his own, later, it was

walk out, thanks to

Helen didn't like Jason much, as he had injured Raymond, and

so even in his old age, he still looked young and

kind of deal do you want to make,

picked up the teacup

good. One billion dollars, I want him to find my

mock him further, but upon

Ms. Smith

showed no expression as he stroked the