Peyton also arrived in Rhode Island quickly, and Steven immediately contacted the people there. At that moment, they were all carrying out their tasks and had not yet completed them.
After taking a bath, Peyton stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the turbulent sea outside. The depth of their eyes was as profound as an abyss.
On the side table, there was a glass of whiskey with ice cubes in it, reflecting a different kind of light under the lamp.
The atmosphere was exceptionally quiet.
Steven opened the door and came in, "Mr. Rollins, Mr. Monroe has agreed to our meeting, but we suspect that this will be a difficult negotiation, after all, their attitude is somewhat overly arrogant."
Arrogant?
Peyton's thin lips curled into a slight smile, fearing that his pride would be s
