Coolest Girl in Town

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.

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

glass touched his lips. "Funny you say that. I happen to have a good chance for you. I have a batch of top-quality flour with me. Word is that Smith Co. has subsidiaries all across

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

Co., too, had a few dealings that exploited legal loopholes. However, they stood by one principle—no prostitution and pornography,

his split-second stump, Alexander put the glass down on the table. It wasn't a toast he could afford to give away

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

spend the money, that is. If even a family as impressive as the Hellens can't expand their business toward Cittadel, how can

defy me, Mr. Griffith?" Stenson stood up grimly with his arms akimbo

"I just want to do

insist on the collaboration?" Stenson

going to be agreeable." Alexander tucked

into each other as the atmosphere grew

remained silent all this while, stepped in. "Stenson, everyone here is well aware of this 'flour' you're selling. Don't trouble us when

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

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

was reminding Stenson to

swept his gaze across the room before sneering all of a sudden. "Well, well. It seems that everyone who had turned me down is here. I was wondering why Alexander Griffith is so ​​emboldened. So, you two are

hit the roof and retaliated, "Some people think the whole world is against him, but in actuality, no one gives a sh*t

are you rambling about, you old bag?!" exploded Stenson

not allowed to ramble to

The king of the world? Huh, nothing but a heartless profiteer that makes money by leeching on other people! What right does he think he