Those words calmed Wilmer a little. Thinking of Armand backing them up gave him confidence again.
“Haha, no rush. I plan to play him to death anyway. Just some brute who thinks fists rule the world. And besides…”
Wilmer smiled faintly.
“Besides, Rick works for Mr. Lian. With his personality, do you think he’ll let this go?”
Hearing that, Bryan let out a low whistle.
“Mr. Lian, huh? That guy’s a real beast.”
Just then, Bryan’s phone rang. He glanced at the screen and grinned.
“Look at that, Uncle Tane from the brick factory’s calling. Probably wants to suck up to me and invite me to dinner. Now I finally get why everyone craves unlimited power.”
He answered the call with arrogance.
“Speak.”
Bryan never treated their employees with respect.
“Bryan, no: “
“Uncle Tane, do you think
