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

have a good chance for you. I have a batch of top-quality flour with me. Word is that

any ordinary old flour but a lingo of the underworld. Something shady like

legal loopholes. However, they stood by one principle—no prostitution

recovering from his split-second stump, Alexander put the glass down on the table. It wasn't a

unresponsive. "Think about it. Cittadel is a large market, and if one-third of the people can buy

raised his head and pulled a typical ungenuine smile. "Of course, it's tempting. Given that I can live to spend the money, that is. If even a family as impressive as the Hellens can't expand their business toward Cittadel, how can I, a defenseless businessman, do anything? You should seek someone more capable than I, Mr.

Mr. Griffith?" Stenson stood up grimly

"I just want to do honest business and

on

forcibly done is going to be agreeable." Alexander tucked his smile away and

males bore into each other as

"Stenson, everyone here is well aware of this 'flour' you're selling. Don't trouble us

protection. If Stenson dared lay a finger

weren't afraid of being arrested, but they feared losing business. All

was reminding Stenson to mind his

who had turned me down is here. I was wondering

people think the whole world is against him, but in actuality, no one gives a sh*t about

rambling about, you old bag?!"

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

profiteer that makes money by leeching on other people! What right does he think he has to raise his voice in

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