The man, much older than Jullius, regarded him with a friendly gaze, but Jullius met his gaze with one that was indecipherable. Knowing his rival was skilled at hiding his emotions, Jullius proposed a second meeting, this time just between them, without secretaries or other office employees present. “Mr. Geovanni, please sit. I've been waiting for you,” the man said, gesturing invitingly. Jullius sat down silently as the man with gray hair took a seat opposite him, crossing his legs casually. “What brings Lord Jullius to request a personal meeting? Quite unexpected,” the man chuckled, stubbing out his cigar. “This is the finest cigar. You'll surely enjoy it,” the man, Bromo, offered, but Jullius declined with a short, “No.” Bromo chuckled at Jullius's apparent unease. “Is something bothering you, my lord?” Jullius, a figure Bromo admired for his unpredictability, warned, “Don't play games with me.” Bromo chuckled again. “Play with you? Julius, I don't understand what you're tal
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