The Dixons’ back garden was enchanting. Birds were singing, flowers were blooming. While sitting on a comfortable couch and facing a boundless field of green, beautiful maids attended to my every need as I sipped a delicious cup of tea.
I had to admit that Gresham knew how to enjoy life extremely well. Of course, all this was possible only thanks to the Dixons’ wealth and the ungodly profit they made from the pharmaceutical industry every day. It was also one of the main reasons I had visited Riversun in person.
I allowed a smile to spread across my lips as I observed Gresham quietly. It looked like he wasn’t planning to drop his ordinary-old-man charade anytime soon because he chuckled at my words and said, “You want to make a deal with me? I am sorry to disappoint you, but I have passe
