“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.

brings you here at this hour, Mr.

to discuss with

know what

“No.”

stay calm. Whatever. I know exactly what you want to talk about

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

Stephen had wanted Nicole to be

up Stephen’s post,

glanced at Evan. “Well, Mr. Seet, which one of

no one else in the room other than John and Levant’s right-hand man Jamie Ankins, so Levant did not see

was very relaxed, yet Evan struggled to figure out

frowned. “What do you mean? Stop

about Nicole’s conflict with my dad. You’re here to reduce the tension, aren’t you? I’m sure

fell silent

what he

that I’m trying to take advantage of his father

that’s what matters

simply picked up his cup of tea

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