Chapter 319 Loss Is Not in His Vocabry
The assistant from earlier handed a lit cigar to Bernic.
Bernie took a puff <b>and </b>blew a smoke ring toward the woman.
Seeing this, Ste instantly regretteding along. Had she known, she would have just stayed on the ne and slept.
Abraham narrowed his eyes slightly. “Say it. What’s your condition?”
Bernie took another drag from his cigar. “That item seems pretty important to Mr. Abraham, doesn’t it?”
Abraham did not respond, but his silence was as good as confirmation.
Bernie gave <b>a </b>kindly smile, but his gaze Abraham turned around
slid over to Ste. He had noticed her the mome
She was not tall, <b>and </b>her figure did not look particrly mature either.
Ste noticed him sizing her up and instinctively moved a little closer to Abraham.
Bernie grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. “There’ve always been rumors that Mr. Abraham’s indifferent to women. So this is your type, huh? Rare <b>find</b>.”
Petite women were not umon, but finding one that <b>hit </b>all the right notes? That was hard. Especially with that round, babyish face… It just looked so soft.
“So, where’d you find this little thing, Mr. Abraham?” His tone was lewd, as if he were evaluating an item for sale.
Clearly, Bernie had no idea Ste was raised by Abraham. He just assumed she was another ything he had brought along.
The moment the wordsnded, a chill spread in Abraham’s gaze, and his look toward Bernie turned dangerous. But Bernie’s eyes were glued to Ste, utterly oblivious to the shift in atmosphere.
Eddie twitched at the corner of his mouth as he nced at Bernic.
This guy’s screwed<i>. </i>
Abel also nced at Eddie, clearly surprised that someone in this world was even more suicidal
than him
Abraham checked the time on his wristwatch. “Name your terms.”
His <b>voice </b>wasced with impatience.
<b>10:57 </b>AM
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pointed at Ste with the hand holding the cigar. Let me have her for a day, and the item is yours. How about it? Not a bad deal for you, right, Mr. Abraham?”
Ste immediately fumed. She wanted to kill him.
But thinking of why Abraham came here and the fact that he was even willing to negotiate terms, it was obvious the item was important to him.
Ste clenched her fists, then forced herself to remain seated.
But beside her. Abraham reached to his waist, pulled out a gun, and set it casually beside his wine ss.
The dark, cold muzzle pointed straight at Bernie.
Tension instantly gripped the room.
Bernie’s bodyguards also reached for their weapons, but Bernie raised a hand to stop. them.
Ste’s entire body tensed.
Abraham’srge, steady hand rested on her slender knee, but the words he spoke to Bernie wereced with danger. I didn’te here today to make deals with you.”
Bernie’s expression darkened.
Abraham continued. The item. I’m taking it. As for your condition….
He paused mid–sentence.
Looking at Bernie again, his eyes grew colder, more lethal. “I gave you a chance. Since you don’t want to state your terms, I’ll take it as you not wanting anything in return.”
Eddie was shocked at <b>how </b>Abraham said it.
Doesn’t want anything<i>? </i><i>Bernie </i>was infamous on Kealis Ind for being greedy. Anyone doing <i>business </i>with him felt like they were <i>being </i>wrung <i>dry</i><i>. </i>
On the way here. Eddie had been thinking…
No one had <i>ever </i>managed to get a good deal from Abraham. One refuses to be fleeced, and the other insists on fleecing. <i>What </i>kind <i>of </i>deal was ever going <i>to </ie of that<i>? </i>But now it looked like… Bernie was really leaving empty<i>–</i>handed.
Seeing the gun by the wine ss, Eddie could not help but sigh
As expected of Abraham. Never takes a loss, no matter the battlefield.
“In that case, there’s nothing left to discuss,” Bernie said. He shoved the woman on hisp aside and stormed off, seething with rage.
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At the doorway. Bernie turned and looked back at Abraham. “You’re not the only one looking for that item. Mr. Abraham. You might want to think this through. A man should never let a woman ruin a major deal. You’re the head of the Scott family. Surely you understand that.”
Feeling superior by a whole generation, Bernie struck a patronizing tone.
Abraham shot him a cold nce.
Their gazes shed like des in the air. Finally, Bernie let out a sneer <b>and </b>left with his <b>crowd </b>of
women.
Soon, only Abraham’s people were left in the room.
Ste looked at him. “Is that item really that important?”
Judging by his expression, probably extremely
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