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"Two hours to reach your office?"
"Yes, exactly two hours," Vincent said. "Or else, I will cut your company off completely. I know that you don't want that to happen, right, Mr. Maxwell?"
Vincent was very confident with himself. He knew that Gregory Maxwell's company wouldn't be able to survive without his aid. So he could do whatever to boss that fat old man around.
He thought Gregory Maxwell would beg to be spared, as he usually did.
However, this time was different.
"Oh no, two hours before you cut off our cooperation, what should I do?" Gregory Maxwell sneered. He had that mocking tone that Vincent disliked. "I think I know what I should do, Mr. Gray. You may as well cut any cooperation we have right now, because I'm not going to meet you and be your dog."
Vincent's eyes widened. He had never been disrespected by this old bastard, no matter how much Vincent abused him.
