Chapter 971

Right as Stenson entered, he walked up to a guest and gave him a couple of solid pats, upsetting the guest.

However, Stenson made nothing of it and even downed the entire glass of the guest's liquor. After putting the glass down, Stenson wiped the wine stuck on his beard like a barbarian.

For a moment, awkwardness filled the atmosphere.

None welcomed him.

Of course, Stenson wasn't oblivious to it. He just didn't care. His gaze was filled with nothing but ridicule and contempt, for he believed the bunch of Cittadelians posed no threat to him.

After sweeping his gaze across the room, he eventually landed his eyes on Alexander.

"You must be Mr. Alexander Griffith, the founder of Cittadel's Smith Co. You sure are a fine man. I like you. What do you say we be friends?"

Alexander naturally had no plans to interact with the Hellen Family when Stenson wasn't on the guest list.

Stenson, on the other hand, wanted to see if Alexander would show him due respect when he approached Alexander without being solicited.

Better to make another friend than a foe. Alexander raised his glass in the air, not wanting to stir up problems. "I had actually planned on personally visiting you later, Mr. Stenson. Since it's fated that we meet today, here's a glass for you. I look forward to being under your care, Mr. Stenson."

As ever-changing as the rules were in a business social engagement, the core principles remained—those who drank more were ultimately less superior.

he was younger, Alexander would never have given a damn about scoundrels like Stenson. But he has a family now, and he has to think about the consequences of his every action. So, he had to learn to be

you. I have a batch of top-quality flour with me. Word is that Smith Co. has subsidiaries all across Cittadel. The way I see it, it's the perfect company to distribute

any ordinary old flour but a lingo of the underworld. Something shady like that was naturally given

few dealings that exploited legal loopholes. However, they stood by one principle—no prostitution

stump, Alexander put the glass down on the

unresponsive. "Think about it. Cittadel is a large market, and if one-third of the people can buy my goods, I'll be able to bag a good profit. Tell me that doesn't sound tempting to

spend the money, that is. If even a family as

Mr. Griffith?" Stenson stood up

an exaggeration, Mr. Stenson," said Alexander, unruffled. "I just want to do honest business and live a

insist on the collaboration?" Stenson

agreeable." Alexander tucked his smile away and

bore into each other as the atmosphere

aware of this 'flour' you're selling. Don't trouble us

they, the large taxpayers, were under federal government protection. If Stenson dared lay a finger on them, the cops would mess with their dealings

afraid of being arrested, but they feared losing business. All

Stenson to mind his

who had turned me down is here. I was wondering why Alexander Griffith is so ​​emboldened. So, you

against him, but in actuality, no one gives a sh*t about him. Some man

you rambling about, you old bag?!" exploded Stenson as he slammed

Am I not allowed to ramble to myself?!" Napoleon made nothing of

the world? Huh, nothing but a heartless profiteer that makes money by leeching on other people! What right does he think he has to raise his voice

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