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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.

picked up his glass and drank it without toasting

stood at the side and listened to

any business deals with foreigners. While

Mr. Peralta refill Abel's

hear the rest of the

his lighter out after Mr. Peralta left the

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

then said slowly, "Honestly, I came here to see your company. I want to know whether it

sense Abel's hatred for Luke

including uniting with someone who

as good as T Corporation," Abel said honestly, but it made

fiddle after buying the bidding document. I'm sure this can deal a heavy blow to Luke this time,"

than a bidding document, but it would take some time

any easier for him to

chance to continuously strike blows at T Corporation and ensure Luke could not recover the losses in time.

bidding document?" Abel asked, reminding him

be submitting the bidding document tomorrow or the day after if

submitted it. Don't worry. I didn't spend so much money just to read the bidding document." Pierre smirked. He was pretty sure that he had a winning

flattering look on Pierre's face. Abel would not have waited

such lengths to

seriously. This time, it would be his most glorious victory after knowing Luke for so many

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

o'clock in

villa, the

sigh of relief.

of them. They dared not to

the project for such a long time. It was finally coming to

document after he made sure

they had already received the bidding document. The organizer then asked

the two people in front