“Apologies, Mr. Seet, but my father is resting right now. Would you like to speak with me instead?”

Evan stared straight into his eyes gloomily. “Fine then,” he said after a long pause.

John grimaced. Isn’t Levant after Mr. Seet’s blood? He’ll be in deep trouble if he speaks to him!

“Um, Mr. Seet, I think it’s time to go back…”

Before John could finish his sentence, Evan shushed him and walked into the building with much confidence.

Levant followed him closely, and John could feel cold sweat trickling down his back.

I hope he’ll be fine…

Meanwhile, Evan and Levant arrived at the living room. Levant ordered the maids there to make them some tea.

“Please take a seat, Mr. Seet,” he said, gesturing to the sofa.

Evan sank into the soft leather sofa and leaned into its backrest while crossing one leg over the other. His expression was blank, yet his aura could make anyone cower in fear.

He stayed silent as Levant studied him from head to toe. It was as though Levant was the guest and he was the host, rather than the other way round.

you here at this hour, Mr. Seet?”

like to

know what

“No.”

himself to stay calm. Whatever. I know exactly what you

with his father over her background, and Evan’s visit could only mean one thing – he was trying to

all, Stephen had wanted Nicole

Stephen’s post, Evan would be able

Evan. “Well, Mr. Seet, which one of the following matters to you more – Nicole

Levant’s right-hand man Jamie Ankins, so Levant did not see

struggled to figure out what his true

frowned. “What do you mean? Stop beating around the

conflict with my dad. You’re here to reduce the tension, aren’t you? I’m sure you have a lot to gain from getting

silent in

what

to take advantage of his

see…so that’s what matters to

picked up his cup of tea

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