He gestured towards the man next to him and asked Hannah and Winston, “Miss Moore, you don’t recognize him, do you?”

Winston peered at the man uncertainly, unsure who he was.

Remington gave the man a pat on the shoulder and grinned.

“It looks like he really doesn’t know you.

The man said, his voice ominous, “He’s always been with our boss.

No wonder he doesn’t know me.

I’m Conor Freeman, from the Arrogance branch.

Winston’s gaze sharpened, his expression turning grave.

“Our boss told us not to flaunt our connections.

How did you get on the Queen Elizabeth?”

Conor smirked back at him.

“Aren’t you here on the same ship? What’s the difference?”

“You!”

Remington intervened, raising his glass.

“We’re here to collaborate, right? Let’s not sweat the small stuff.

“Miss Moore, why don’t

joined

“Come on, Winston.

glass, Remington toasted,

her wine,

knew who we were the moment we

Conor nodded.

“Exactly.

I figured out your

Lyons.

it doesn’t matter to

looked at

as you’re willing to work together with us, I’m not

Conor grinned.

I’ve got an

be

eyebrows lifted in

help us? Winston is your boss’s right hand, right? Aren’t

won’t let that happen,” Conor replied

to

enough not to mess things

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