NovelStartChapter 709 Today marked the final day of the Reckoning Toast.
Raymond had never expected Andrew to show him such blatant disregard, showing up this late and making such an entrance.
In the center of the hotels grand hall, Winston sat slouched in his chair, looking thoroughly bored.
Every now and then, locals from Jayrodale cover to toast him, but he either ignored them or responded with dismissive nods.
It was clear he didnt take anyone here seriously.
Standing stiffly behind Winston was an older man with a lean frand a stone cold expression.
He was known as Jason Lowell, one of the Wright familys top enforcers sent as Winstons personal bodyguard . Raymond approached with a polite smile.
Mr.
Lowell, youve been standing there all night.
Please, sit down and rest for a bit.
Jason responded flatly, Mr.
Chapman, just handle your business.
III handle mine.
Raymond bowed slightly, eager to please.
Of course, Mr.
Lowell .
Youre absolutely right.
I just worry that Andrew might show up with Jayrodales underground forces .
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIf that happens, I might need to rely on you.
Jason let out a cold snort.
Ill step in when necessary.
But Jayrodale is a tiny town theres barely anyone here worth my effort.
Raymond nodded in agreement, plastering on a sycophantic grin.
Mr.
Lowell, youre absolutely right.
Nobody here can match you.
And that Andrew... hes not even worth mentioning.
Winston tapped his glass on the table, his patience running thin.
Where the hell is this Andrew guy? I heard hes snotorious sugar baby who lives off rich women.
Nothing disgustsmore than a man who cant stand on his own two feet.
Raymond gave a quick laugh.
Dont worry, Mr.
Wright.
I just heard from Stephen theyre on their way.
Winston grunted and swept his gaze across the room.
Suddenly, his eyes widened, and a lecherous grin spread across his face.
Well, well... now thats a surprise, he muttered.
Didnt expect to see that kind of beauty here.
Raymond followed Winstons gaze and immediately chuckled knowingly.
Ah, I see Mr.
Wright has good taste, Raymond said with a sleazy grin.
Allowto introduce them to you.
11 He straightened his suit and gestured toward the two women Winston had his eyes on .
Those two beauties are Christina Stevens, CEO of Jayrodales Stevens Corporation, known as the Ice Queen of the corporate world, Raymond explained.
The other is Aspen Stevens, from Bridgefields prestigious Stevens family a true socialite.
Winstons eyes gleamed with interest.
Theyre both from the Stevens family? Damn ... imagine landing both women.
Thatd be a dream ctrue.
Raymonds smile widened.
With your charm and family name, Mr.
Wright, theyll be yours in no time.
He added slyly, By the way, the man standing with them? Thats Finley Moore from Hidden Dragons.
Youve met before, havent you? Winston sneered.
Of course, I know that old perv.
Hes practically a friend when it comes to ... extracurricular activities.
Raymond laughed and strode over to the group.
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Finley, Aspen, Christina, Raymond greeted them with a 12 Chapter 709 practiced smile. The content is on e novelenglish.net! Allowto introduce you to Mr.
Winston Wright.
Hes been eager to meet you.
Finley raised his glass, giving Winston a knowing smirk.
Mr.
Wright, long tno see.
We havent ... crossed swords since that night in Blumedale.
Winston let out a sleazy chuckle.
Youve always had a quick draw, Finley.
Makes the rest of us look bad.
Finley tilted his glass toward him.
Nonsense.
Your... technique is famous.
Short and thin, but deadly when it counts.
Winstons eyes darkened, but he let the jab slide, turning turning his attention toChristina and Aspen instead.
He straightened his posture and flashed what he believed was a m e. charming smile. Good evening, ladies.
My nis Winston.
Winston Wright, from the Wright family.
He practically growled the last two words, emphasizing his family name.
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