"Haha…" Followed by a brief intense silence, Dolemort let out a small chuckle while fixing his gaze deep into her cold eyes. Mr. Clark and Mr. Smith both looked fidgety in that awkward atmosphere, but Elena and Dolemort both seemed strangely calm, facing each other on the opposite side of the giant table.
After discarding his cigarette on the ashtray, Dolemort retained his vague smile when he addressed her, "I like the fact that you didn't waste any moment and came straight to the point. Mr. Smith, I must say you have raised your daughter very smartly."
"Um, t-thank you…b-but that was not all the reason behind today's appointment, Mr. Agastya." Nervously wiping off his forehead sweat with a silk handkerchief, Mr. Smith tried hard to keep a cordial smile as he said, "I also eagerly wanted to discuss a business cooperation with you—"
