The conference room doors swung open, and Andrew and Rachel stepped in slowly, side by side.

Rachel instinctively glanced at the old man in the center of the room and announced loudly, "Mr. Lloyd has arrived!"

The rest of the Chamber members immediately rose to greet him. Whether it was genuine or not, every face wore a smile.

However, the fierce-looking old man did not move a muscle-only his eyes glanced sideways at Andrew as he entered, his face showing clear disdain.

Andrew sat down at the head of the table and looked directly at him. "That must be Mr. Cillian Ulrich, I presume?"

Cillian chuckled as he pinched the cigar from his lips. "Didn't think Mr. Lloyd would know a nobody like me. Truly... I'm honored."

Andrew smiled pleasantly. "Oh, come now. Your name rings loud and clear throughout the Chamber. Even as chairman, I've got to admit... I tread carefully where you're concerned."

the scorn on his face grew even more obvious. "Since you're being polite, let me get straight to the point. One: From now on, I will

I've got a massive collaboration lined up with a few of Blumedale's underground bosses. I need your signature to

a thick stack of contracts onto the table with a heavy thud. Then he popped the cigar back into his mouth

at the documents

"Mr. Lloyd, we haven't reviewed the contract yet. I don't think you should

him turning sharp and cold.

certain pieces of trash better not meddle in my affairs, or else, who knows? Maybe tonight or tomorrow, she might be found dead in her own bed with her private torn apart-a

drained completely from Rachel's

dared to make

the board members remained

of Commerce, it was well known that only one person could keep Cillian an

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