Chapter 876 Not a Good Man

When I arrived at the Huffman residence, Anson was sitting alone on a recliner in the backyard gazebo. He looked lonely.

He immediately perked up when he saw me walk in. "Why are you here, Chlo? Aren't you busy?"

"I came to have lunch with you." I smiled, walking over and taking a seat across from him.

He sat up and looked at me, smiling. "That's nice of you, Chlo."

"I've been busy and I haven't had a chance to see you. I don't know how you've been feeling. I have to go to the capital tomorrow, so lunch is the best I can do." I reached over to pour him a cup of tea.

"Yeah, I know you're busy. I heard Bourdamun went smoothly." Anson looked at me, aware of my project in Bourdamun.

"Don't even talk about that. I almost didn't make it here to see you. But luckily, everything turned out okay." I sighed, taking a sip of tea.

"What happened?" he asked, sitting up straight and putting down his teacup.

"You know Bourdamun. There's always someone manipulating things behind the scenes. That led to a series of chain reactions. I took over the project, and naturally, someone was unhappy, which led to some trouble," I explained.

eyes showed a hint of

prime suspect is

mean Eugene's daughter?" Anson

Do you know

sneered dismissively. "He's

a crook." I chuckled, remarking

his life. He's proficient in all the wrong things. He's never done a good deed

reputation.

cancer now. He probably won't last

let it go I heard she has a record, and

like that. She plotted to take over someone else's company, made an enemy of me, and targeted me

really arrogant. She dared challenge

she doesn't seem to think much of

servants came to tell us that lunch was ready. Anson

together. Lunch at the Huffman

as we were about to eat, Atlas walked in confidently. It seemed like he was at home

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