Chapter 681

Chapter 681

It wasn't long before Gilbert, flanked by his crew, arrived at the designated spot.

As they approached the entrance, someone was already there waiting for them, greeting Gilbert with a respect that could be considered decent. "Mr. Nine, please, this way."

Mr. Nine?

Hearing that nickname, Gilbert paused, giving the man a sharp look, a disdainful scoff curling at the edge of his lips.

Striding forward, he made his way inside.

In the spacious living room, Naylor was lounging on a couch, a coffee table in front of him and a kettle on the stove that hadn't yet boiled.

Hearing footsteps, Naylor looked up to see Gilbert approaching.

Gilbert walked over quickly, stopping to tower over him, visibly impatient, "I'm here! Where's my man?"

Naylor lifted his gaze, seemingly ignoring Gilbert's question, just staring at him intently.

features meticulously, he

what? Gilbert couldn't grasp

"I mean..."

stood up, his eyes still fixed on Gilbert, "You and Francis, you

shot him a

"But,"

Naylor wasn't irritated,

look more like

it dropped like a

cell in his body seething with rage. How dare

façade of indifference, "Oh, my mother passed away when I was young, Mr. Harrison has

Hmm?

the game

the

beat around the bush, his intention for calling this meeting

all thanks to that face you got from Francis. But don't forget, you owe that

went eerily

locked onto

MS

moment he was called 'Nine', he knew Naylor

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