Two men stood tall, one weather-beaten, the other deep and reserved, their gazes clashed fiercely.
Suddenly, everything around them fell silent.
In the entire living room, only they remained, outside the window, the wind howled and the rain poured.
The wind rustled the leaves loudly, these sounds hammered at the heart, causing it to pound intensely.
Kieran Janus's face grew paler, his fists clenched tightly, and fury burned in his eyes.
Sylvan Cheney seemed more like an outsider, remaining calm from start to finish.
Kieran Janus couldn't calm his emotions, glaring angrily at Sylvan Cheney, unable to believe the reality...
Yet Sylvan Cheney spoke crisply, he had already tampered with the James Group and financial district projects, causing irreversible damage from multiple angles.
