At the center of Owain City, Alexander Corporation headquarters.
Alexander leaned on the soft sofa.
He watched the video his subordinate was live-streaming to him.
A helicopter opened the way.
There were dozens of BMW escorts on the ground.
In the middle was the bright white Lamborghini.
He picked up the red wine.
He took a sip.
"As I expected.
"That old fellow, Orne, won't sit idle.
"But this formation really isn't small."
Alexander thought.
This Stansen.
He really cherished life.
However…
He only cherished his own life.
…
Financial Center Building, 40th floor.
Victoria was in the office.
She put down the tablet computer in her hand.
She sighed deeply.
"Perhaps.
"The time hasn't come yet, right?"
She could only choose to trust her partner.
They were now in the same boat.
…
At the old teahouse.
Orne was in a bad mood.
