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:

want my resource share from the Chamber increased. And three: I've got a massive collaboration lined up with a few of Blumedale's underground bosses.

a heavy thud. Then he popped the cigar back into his mouth and took a

the

reviewed the contract yet.

air around him turning sharp and

pieces of trash better not meddle in my affairs, or else, who knows? Maybe tonight or tomorrow, she might be found

color immediately drained completely from Rachel's seductive face, and

dared to make a

the board

Chamber of Commerce, it was well known that only one person could keep Cillian an check-George. Now that the old man had stepped

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