“Franco, please enter,” came the request, eading Leon down the corridor’s expanse. At the termination of the corridor lay the grandest chamber, an assembly trembling beneath Leno’s unspoken influence.

A sense of unease prevailed, and their anticipation of his intentions remained veiled.

Although this establishment fell under Dgend’s dominion, it received minimal oversight from Leon, as his adoptive father personally supervised its operations.

Nolan Craig, its overseer, tentatively approached the forefront.

“Franco, your visit is an honor. What brings you here?”

Their salutations persisted from the days when they referred to Leon by a different name.

Stepping around the tea table, Leon settled into a seat, surveying the gathering with scrutiny.

“Simply paying a visit”

quite a while since Franco graced us with his

forth the latest financial records. Franco

the records were presented,

pages until his gaze alighted upon

recent

“The profits are commendable.”

N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R

Secretly, he longed to shutter this place. Since embarking on his

insisted on its continuation due to

reaping substantial profits upon resale constituted

trade, but he categorically dismissed the notion of involving himself in the reprehensible practice of organ trafficking, a venture incongruent with his

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