Stolen by the Mafia King
And now, amongst us three, the mart king was the ultimate winner—in the business world, when you owe a king a favour, you better be sure to have the resources to pay it back, or you’ll lose even more than what you were meant to lose.
Inside, I was swallowed up in my defeat.
But the Mafia King laughed as though he had expected this. “Another lesson. You’re being very generous, Mr. Clifford.”
Mr. Clifford’s eyes smiled cunningly as he said, “Like I said: we’re glad to show you the ropes.” He tapped a finger on the first proposal and added, “I like the boldness in this. Fifty years is a long time, but we’re willing to take the risk.”
The mart king stood and Ralph followed suit, stretching out
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