"Sir,"
The assistant handed over the documents with a solemn expression.
"Here's what you requested."
Samson exhaled a plume of smoke, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took the file and flipped through it.
"Excellent,"
A smirk curled on his lips, his gaze brimming with greed.
"With this, by tonight, I'll have every right to take over everything from the Luther Family's main lineage."
The assistant nodded, a pleased smile spreading across his face.
If Samson could rise to power within the Luther Family's inner circle, he too would benefit from the newfound influence.
"What about the person we demanded?"
Samson walked back to his leather armchair, his piercing eyes fixed on the assistant.
"Has the Porter family delivered?"
That old fox from the Porter family wanted him to take the lead while reaping the rewards himself.
A clever scheme—but one he had no intention of playing along with.
"They're here,"
The assistant gave a nod.
