Chance Stuart was indeed a capable man. He had navigated the political arena for years and endured countless setbacks, which had, in turn, shaped him into a leader with a true conscience.Because of this, Duncan didn't mind providing him with substantial protection. Moreover, the adversary Stuart faced this time possessed such formidable strength that he would likely struggle to handle it alone."You should also keep an eye on Leopold," Duncan cautioned."He is young, but he certainly has some ability," Chance Stuart remarked with an appreciative sigh.Duncan looked at him and felt that the man was indeed decent; he didn't look down on others just because he held power."You’ve been in this game for years, so I don't need to teach you how to be wary of people. However, you must be extra careful. Aside from Michael, trust no one," Duncan warned.Chance Stuart nodded in agreement."If you need anything, contact Michael," Duncan ad

Duncan felt that this matter was far from simple. While Harry himself posed little threat to him, the involvement of the western barbarians changed everything."Fine. The Dragon-Headed will be recovered soon," Duncan said."Actions speak louder than words," Nathan replied, glancing at Duncan with a provocative tone.Looking at the two of them, one would think this old man and the youth were bitter rivals rather than master and disciple."Have I ever let you down?" Duncan shot back.At that moment, Bunny finished preparing the meal and came over to invite everyone to eat."Mr. MacCoinnich, it’s time to eat.""Everyone, please come inside."Nathan and Mr. White looked at each other and shook their heads. What kind of treatment was this? They were the elders, yet she invited the youngster first?Bunny realized her slip in etiquette and bowed her head, not daring to look up."You two shouldn't hold a grudge agai

Duncan quickly arrived at Carlo's base, where Michael was already waiting. Carlo had prepared a secret room for them, where two men were kneeling, awaiting their judgment.They were Luca and Hubert. They had been brought here a few days ago, and although they were under house arrest, they were provided with all necessary amenities. However, their hearts were filled with turmoil; the cruelest part was knowing punishment was coming, but not knowing when the hammer would fall. That uncertainty was driving them to the brink of madness."General... I..." Hubert looked significantly haggard, but a rare glimmer of relief appeared on his face upon seeing Duncan.Luca remained silent, watching. He knew the extent of his mistakes; having fallen into the General's hands, there was little he could do except confess everything in hopes of leniency. Furthermore, he had heard that a new City Chairman had already arrived in City Neon to take office."You both held high p

Lucius felt a sense of danger emanating from Harry. As a fellow man, he recognized that look in Harry's eyes for what it was—calculation and possessiveness."I have yet to have the honor of learning your name," Lucius said, intentionally stepping in to block Harry's line of sight."Harry," the man replied tersely, his attitude making it clear he didn't hold Mr. Harney in high regard."An honor. So, you are the famous Mr. Harry," Lucius remarked, unable to hide his surprise.This Mr. Harry was incredibly famous; almost every high-end villa project fell into his hands. His social circle consisted entirely of high-ranking politicians, and rumors circulated that he possessed extraordinary capabilities. In City Neon, one could say there wasn't a soul who didn't know the name of Mr. Harry; he was viewed as a dragon among men."Miss Kate, would you do me the honor of sitting with me?" Harry asked, ignoring Lucius entirely, to address Kate directly.<

This erratic method of bidding left everyone a bit disoriented. Dear Lawson wanted to jump in and place a bid, but at this rate, it was like throwing money out the window."Father, aren't we going to continue?" Finn Lawson urged."We aren't short of a few billion, but once we step in, it'll be hard to pull back. Besides, if the price keeps climbing, it will far exceed the item's actual value. Building connections doesn't necessarily mean wasting money for nothing," Dear Lawson explained to his son."Five billion dollars," Harry suddenly opened his mouth to bid.The entire ballroom focused on Harry. Not a word was whispered. This was Mr. Harry; no one knew exactly who was backing him, they only knew he was someone best left unprovoked.Seeing that the bidder was Harry, Leopold frowned and looked over. Harry simply responded with a gesture of raising his glass."Six billion dollars," Lucius Harney persisted with the next bid.Standing b