As expected, Kolten's brow creased at the mention of Yousef. He spoke, "Oh? The young master of the Bristow family from the provincial city, I see. I'm acquainted with your father Yousef, actually. You could even say we're almost like an uncle and nephew."Yankel's demeanor eased, and he let out a silent sigh of relief. It looked like Kolten was willing to let things slide for his father's sake.Yankel's embarrassment faded, and he replied with a grin, "Mr. Reath, my dad always speaks of you when we're at home, saying you're the man he respects most. He's always told me to take a page out of your book."Yankel, a seasoned player in the game of high-stakes business, delivered his lines without missing a beat. Under normal circumstances, such buttering up would have earned him a few nods of approval from Kolten.However, Yankel had overlooked a crucial detail. He had crossed the wrong man, the enigmatic Liam, who, behind his mask, held more power than Kolten could ever claim.Sure e
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