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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.

up his glass and drank it without

Peralta stood at the side and listened to

having any business deals with foreigners. While he

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

rest of the conversation. Therefore,

after Mr. Peralta left

as he slowly picked up his glass and took

then said slowly, "Honestly, I came here to see

think?" Pierre could sense Abel's hatred for Luke from his

things, including uniting with someone

but not as good as T Corporation," Abel

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

would take some time for Luke to recover his losses. He would need to rely

would it be any easier for him to complete the rest of his

T Corporation and ensure Luke could not recover the

Have you submitted the bidding document?" Abel asked, reminding

submitting the bidding document tomorrow or the

to read the

not to underestimate your enemy." Abel looked at the flattering look on Pierre's face. Abel would not have waited until now

to go to such

news." Pierre did not take Abel's warning seriously. This time, it would be his most glorious

the liquor in his glass quietly and looked at how haughty Pierre was.

o'clock in

villa,

of relief.

sitting in front of them. They dared not to express their

busy with the project for such a long time.

the bidding document after he made sure the contents

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

looked up and stared at the