"Don't worry. You can leave your casino in our hands, and we will handle it. We will draft a written contract, so you no longer must worry about it."
Liben assured Soma with a smile on his face.
As much as Soma did not want to trust that man, he found himself rooting for him without thinking.
There was just something about Liben that made it impossible for Soma to distrust him more than necessary.
'If a binding contract exists, then I can trust these people. I do not need to worry about them.'
Soma thought about anything that could go wrong, but he could not come up with anything.
That was good news, and Soma was quick to sign the treaty.
Once that was done, it was time for Soma to move on.
He had spent more time on the second floor than anticipated and did not want to miss the third-floor selection test.
