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The truth was that Marcos disdained doing such things.

Someone else should do the dirty work. Marcos was too lazy to get involved. Besides, ever since he took over the company, all the deals he handled had been clean.

At the very least, they could stand up to scrutiny from others.

Ethan's face turned pale. In the presence of Marcos’ watchful eyes, he could only nod reluctantly with a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He forced out the words, 'I'll make the arrangements.'

"Old Master Abaza and Uncle Matysh have a lot of confidence in you, Mr. Ethan. Don't let them down." After that, Marcos shifted his gaze to the window and remained silent.

Marcos did not intend to inquire or delve into how Ethan would arrange things.

A City would not let Matysh succeed.

The case involving Matysh had stirred up too much attention. Everyone was watching. A City would hand down a heavy sentence. The justice system would not let him off the hook easily.

If Marcos knew Ethan's plans and things went awry, he would not be able to easily distance himself from them.

Night fell.

Marcos opened the suite door, and almost instantly, Ethan came out as well.

During this period, as long as Ethan was in the hotel, he would immediately step out whenever Marcos opened the suite door. He was seemingly concerned about his situation at all times.

"Mr. Ethan, what a coincidence. Are you going out too?" Marcos initiated the conversation this time.

"I need to talk to you. Are you going out like that?" Ethan sized him up. Marcos was wearing an evening suit and polished shoes. It was an attire suited for socializing.

"There's a social gathering tonight." Marcos adjusted his sleeve. He was about to meet Sarah. His heart was not only filled with excitement but also a hint of nervousness.

It was hard to say whether she had any lingering thoughts about her son, but the sense of family and kinship in Russia was very different than

immediately.

He had already arranged with Gale that he would take his place in the private room. He would then

they

happens to Mr. Matysh..." Ethan's words held depth. It

by words. He knew what to say to deceitful people. "Uncle Matysh is an elder. I also hope that he can return to Russia and his home as soon as possible. Besides, I don't know what your plan is. It

still warned Marcos. "Not a single word about Mr. Matysh's affairs must be revealed. Otherwise, you'll be in trouble when you return to Russia

"Since you don't trust me, how about we go together? I have other

convinced that Ethan would

that he might betray Matysh and expose his escape plan, he had more pressing matters at hand. For

important than keeping an eye on

everyone has as much free time as

his thin lips and answered, "Well,

turned around and

stared coldly at Marcos while he watched him leave from behind. He made a phone call to the

person on the other end of

nightclub he had arranged with Percy. As he walked into the club, the booming sound of the music was

Percy's name to the nightclub

manager immediately greeted him and led him to the private room

After a while, he took off his coat and put on the uniform prepared by

time wearing this type of

their attention. I hope you don't mind. The uniform is new. You'll look just like one of the waiters here in that uniform," explained Gale. Instead of choosing a suit jacket, Gale bought a new set of uniform from the manager, which he had

even though he

Gale, he

face. His ethnic

were the