His Heiress Wife (Retika)

Johnson entered the room.

Wearing his mask on, he placed the safe he brought with him on the table.

Johnson's expression remained cold.

His powerful aura and presence made the people inside the room feel intimidated as he entered the door.

"President Harrison, this is the latest chip developed by the Black Alliance.

We can offer it to you at the original price, and your company is allowed to avail of it for a year.

In return, you have to promise us that we will take thirty percent of the shares in the development project."

Johnson spoke in a commanding voice.

Seth only glanced at Johnson when he came into the room.

After that, his gaze never left the dance floor again.

Johnson's conditions, he slowly turned his head and looked at the man in front of

face, his deep gaze was filled with nothing

he looked at Seth's expression, his bold

beat

more frightening than

fingers that were on his knees moved

as if he easily understood what

his head to look at Johnson, who was

hint of warmth couldn't be found on his

family head said that we should

and they looked like they were not even interested to have further negotiations,

raised his hand and gestured, still

not the one who was

was just here on behalf of

faint smile appeared on his handsome

hand to pick up the cigarette box on the

as he pursed his lips,