"Kings rise and fall! Today my wife and children are in your hands, Mr. Reed, go ahead!"
Irving Harris's expression was calm, much stronger than Cesar Pendleton's.
Having developed in the shadows over the years, he had naturally experienced far more than these overt businessmen.
He had even been on the brink of life and death, so many times that he had lost count.
Therefore, today's situation really didn't scare Irving Harris.
"You did quite well when you helped me just now. But trashing Boss Abbott's shop today is a bit much, isn't it?"
Julius Reed stood with his hands clasped behind his back, smiling as he looked at Irving Harris: "A fine hotel, and look what you've done to it. Look at this mess, how do you expect Mr. Abbott to do business?"
"I'll pay for the damages! As soon as Boss Abbott comes up with the figure, I'll send the money without another word! In Five-river Province, although my reputation isn't great, what I say goes!"
