Semua Bab Guardian-In-Law: Bab 4531 - Bab 4540

Edmund looked at the contract. The terms were generous, as he was offered several buildings outright. It was quite rare for him to receive such a high offer. Mr. Jettier had already offered him a dazzling box of jewels, but Mr. Russo surprised him with more generosity. “I didn’t expect such generosity from you, Mr. Russo. This is just a private auction, and it’s fine for you to pass it,” Edmund said with slight hesitation. However, to Mr. Russo, it represented hope. “Those buildings are the best we have in our neighbourhood. If that’s not enough, we can throw in a little something more,” he said, but his heart was already bleeding from the cost. He did not want to make such a big offer, but he must get Edmund’s approval. “If you insist and I reject you, that will make me look bad. You can talk to Ryan about the follow-up. He will send you the invitation. I do hope you’ll be punctual, Mr. Russo.” Edmund took the gift and returned the favor. Mr. Russo smiled brightly, hav

“Don’t worry, Ma’am. I won’t let you down.” Quill knew his reputation was at stake, and he must answer to Lyra no matter what happened. If he could not deliver, he would be in big trouble. After the call, he breathed a sigh of relief and slumped in the chair. Fletcher had been ready to tease him, but the look on Quill’s face gave him pause. “What’s the matter? What did Ms. Nash say?” he asked, worried that it might be more complicated than expected. “Not really. She just wants us to deliver results and not let her down,” Quill explained. When he put his phone down, he realized his hands were sweaty. He was nervous speaking to Lyra. The two of them were partners in missions and had encountered countless dangers, yet just one call to Lyra, and he was sweating profusely. Clearly, he needed to work on his mental game. “If there’s no problem, let’s focus on getting that invitation,” Fletcher said. Businessmen all over Westeros were scrambling to get an invitation to the priv

“It just feels like a waste, spending this much on an invitation.” Russell looked at the invitation in his hands with a hint of awe in his eyes before determination took over. He swore to use this chance to complete his mission. If only he could identify the leader of the Westeros Branch, the plan could go on, or else he and Fletcher would be stuck here. He knew the stakes were at risk, so he had to do it no matter the cost. After Edmund returned to his manor, he went to his room. His safe was filled with presents already, and he did not want the jade to be amongst his other important things. He also knew he was just safekeeping the presents for now because they were technically not his. He stood under the light and pulled the jade out to enjoy its beauty. The longer he looked, the more he liked it.“This is good. Old pieces really do have a different charm to them.” He took some of his other jade collection out and put them side by side. By comparing his own and the jade he

Not all things had to be done immediately. Kaze could afford to wait, but he could not allow those people from the north to run wild in his territory and cause problems. Kaze had learned to be patient from his years of experience. For now, there was nothing more to do except hold his position and wait for good news.After some consideration, he decided to live his undercover life and go to work as usual. Since no one noticed anything strange about his background, it would not cause any problems, and he did not need to worry. Besides, Russell’s every move was right under his eyes. By simple observation, Kaze could also figure out what Russell’s master would do and could lure them into the trap. “Now that I’ve figured them out, I don’t need to worry so much. I have control now.” With that, he got up and went for a morning jog. His daily routine had been the same since he came to Westeros, and strangely, he never got bored with it. Dwight usually woke up late because he worked

“This is going too far, even for Edmund Witterson. The market is big, and they shouldn’t monopolize everything. But he’s determined to control everything,” Ruth grumbled, voicing her disagreement. “They originally wanted to team up against Witterson, but then the auction was announced, and now they’re all scrambling to please him instead.” Margot was also unhappy with the turn of events, but there was no way she or her husband could avoid it. “If I had known about this earlier, I wouldn’t have told my husband to turn against Witterson. Now that he had practically offended the whole of Witterson Corporation, it was difficult to get the invitation,” Ruth said with a sigh. Her family was not as strong as Margot’s, and they couldn’t throw money around as generously. Even now, they still had not secured an invitation. Her husband, Marcell, was still working on it, but had already spent a fortune with no word back. Margot did not comment, quietly sipping on her tea. There was no ne