NovelGold"Mr. Lloyd, the Dragon King requests your presence."
A sultry woman, dressed to tease, gave a seductive smile as she lowered her head in invitation, intentionally
revealing a deep line of cleavage.
Andrew did not hesitate. He strode boldly into the extravagant hall, completely unfazed.
Rachel followed, uneasy. "Mr. Lloyd, doesn't it feel suspicious that the White Dragon King is being this friendly?"
Andrew replied flatly, "Relax. He wouldn't dare try anything."
Rachel stayed quiet, but admiration filled her eyes. Andrew's nerve was something else.
The three Dragon Kings were notorious figures in Blumedale's underworld, each more dangerous than the last.
Yet, Andrew had shown up alone, completely unarmed, and walked in like he owned the place.
White Dragon King sat at the far end of the hall. He was a pale-skinned man in a white tailored suit, sipping red
wine. His crimson leather shoes stood out as he lounged back in a modern office chair with one leg crossed.
He looked about Andrew's age, with a handsbut androgynous face, and a wicked glint in his eye.
Two scantily clad women flanked him, massaging his shoulders.
"Mr. Lloyd, welcome. Please, take a seat," White Dragon King said, raising his glass with a charismatic smile.
Andrew did not stand on ceremony. He walked right up and took a seat across from him.
Rachel hesitated at first, clearly nervous, but Andrew smiled at her. "Sit down. It's fine."
Only then did she sit, casting a grateful look toward him. After all, even though she was a wealthy socialite in
Blumedale, in the eyes of these underground power players, she was just a walking purse.
To them, her presence barely registered.
"Mr. Lloyd, you're unusually kind to those under you," White Dragon King
remarked with a half-smirk. "This lady's got a killer figure, powerful aura, and a
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Andrew remained calm. "Let's skip the flattery and get to business."
White Dragon King-real nAaron Nicholls-was known as the weakest of the three Dragon Kings However,
rumor had it he was backed by someone powerful, which allowed him to strut around Blumedale with no one
daring to cross him.
Aaron chuckled. "Business? Mr. Lloyd, you're the one who cto me. You brought up 'business', so go ahead.
What do you want?"
He took another sip of wine, the glint in his eyes full of mischief.
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Her eyes darted toward Andrew, but he looked completely unfazed.
"Mr. Nicholls, are you really planning to make a move?"
Aaron stood from his chair and walked slowly toward him, looking at him condescendingly.
"Mr. Lloyd, maybe you don't really know what kind of person | am."
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