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Mr. Peralta fell silent with embarrassment.

The two of them had strong auras. It was not his place to say a word.

Pierre walked into the lounge and ordered Mr. Peralta, “Go to my wine cabinet and bring a bottle of red wine here."

Abel replied as soon as Pierre said, "Red wine won't be enough. The alcohol content isn't high enough, Mr. Mallory."

Pierre frowned. Was this guy trying to make him drunk early in the morning?

However, Pierre had heard that Abel was Russian. Thus, he turned around and ordered Mr. Peralta, "Get a bottle of Martell cognac for me."

"Yes, sir," replied Mr. Peralta. He closed the door and went to prepare the liquor for them.

Pierre sat down on the sofa opposite Abel with a cold and haughty look on his face. "Mr. Abel, what can I do for you this time?"

The way Pierre talked to him was considered polite. Although he had no idea about this man's identity and background, he must be capable enough since he was able to steal T Corporation's bidding document.

"Will you believe me if I tell you I'm here to have a drink?" Abel toyed with the cigar in his hands, not lighting it up yet.

"Absolutely not. If you just wanted to have a drink, you'd come looking for me at night, not in the morning," replied Pierre. Drinking at night was much more fun than drinking in the morning.

"Interesting. You're smart." Abel did not really like Pierre, but the enemy's foe was his friend. He knew that well.

Just then, Mr. Peralta brought two snifter glasses and a bottle of Martell cognac into the lounge.

"Mr. Mallory, Mr. Abel, here's the cognac." Mr. Peralta placed the swifter glasses in front of them.

Pierre said, "Serve it to Mr. Abel first."

"Yes, sir." Mr. Peralta poured the cognac into the glasses for them.

Abel looked at the Martell cognac and raised his brows, then he said, "It's good, indeed. I didn't expect you to be so generous." "We're partners. Is there a problem serving my partner with the good stuff?" Pierre asked.

said!" Abel picked up his glass and drank it

stood at the side

company having any business deals with foreigners. While he was pondering,

after he watched Mr. Peralta refill Abel's glass. "You may leave

not allowed to hear the rest of the conversation. Therefore,

Peralta left

at all," replied Pierre as he slowly picked up his glass and

and took a puff, then said slowly, "Honestly, I came here to see your company. I

you think?" Pierre could sense

including uniting with someone who hated Luke to fight

not as good as T Corporation,"

money to be the second fiddle after buying the bidding document. I'm sure this can deal a

than a bidding document, but it would take some time for Luke to recover

for him to

only had to seize the chance to continuously strike blows at T Corporation and ensure Luke could

bidding document?" Abel asked, reminding him not

document tomorrow or the day after if they

read the bidding document." Pierre

you not to underestimate your enemy." Abel looked at the flattering look on Pierre's face. Abel

would not have to go to such lengths to spend

not take Abel's warning seriously. This time, it would be his most glorious victory after knowing Luke for

glass quietly and looked at how haughty Pierre was. It would

o'clock in the

villa,

of relief. The project

out another sigh too, but Luke was sitting in front of them. They dared not to express their feelings. Even so,

busy with the project for such a long time. It was finally

after he made sure

while, claiming that they had already received the bidding document. The organizer then asked them to

at the two