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Chapter 418 Let’s Talk Business, Shall We?

Javier never fancied himself a man of decorum. Again, it was never his fault. He wanted to be tactful as much as the next person did, but it had to be dependable on who he was talking to.

Flexing decorum with a man? Cultured.

Flexing decorum with a mutt? Crackhead.

This lard bucket, along with his haughty, everyone’s-below-me attitude was just a stupid nobody slung with the title of sales agent. Who the hell in their right mind would even care enough to show him “decorum”? He should be grateful for how no one was punching him in the face already.

Finally, the fat man recovered from his shock and immediately cast an ugly scowl at Oliver. “The hell was that, Holmes!? I demand an explanation!”

However, the older man seemed to have caught whatever bug Javier had. He wanted to feel that gratification, too.

“Please, miss me with that bullsh*t.”

The fat man was infuriated. What the f*ck was going on? A rebellion!? Oliver would always greet his arrival with nothing less than obsequious
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