Mr. Peralta fell silent with embarrassment.

The two of them had strong auras. It was not his place to say a word.

Pierre walked into the lounge and ordered Mr. Peralta, “Go to my wine cabinet and bring a bottle of red wine here."

Abel replied as soon as Pierre said, "Red wine won't be enough. The alcohol content isn't high enough, Mr. Mallory."

Pierre frowned. Was this guy trying to make him drunk early in the morning?

However, Pierre had heard that Abel was Russian. Thus, he turned around and ordered Mr. Peralta, "Get a bottle of Martell cognac for me."

"Yes, sir," replied Mr. Peralta. He closed the door and went to prepare the liquor for them.

Pierre sat down on the sofa opposite Abel with a cold and haughty look on his face. "Mr. Abel, what can I do for you this time?"

The way Pierre talked to him was considered polite. Although he had no idea about this man's identity and background, he must be capable enough since he was able to steal T Corporation's bidding document.

"Will you believe me if I tell you I'm here to have a drink?" Abel toyed with the cigar in his hands, not lighting it up yet.

"Absolutely not. If you just wanted to have a drink, you'd come looking for me at night, not in the morning," replied Pierre. Drinking at night was much more fun than drinking in the morning.

"Interesting. You're smart." Abel did not really like Pierre, but the enemy's foe was his friend. He knew that well.

Just then, Mr. Peralta brought two snifter glasses and a bottle of Martell cognac into the lounge.

"Mr. Mallory, Mr. Abel, here's the cognac." Mr. Peralta placed the swifter glasses in front of them.

Pierre said, "Serve it to Mr. Abel first."

"Yes, sir." Mr. Peralta poured the cognac into the glasses for them.

Abel looked at the Martell cognac and raised his brows, then he said, "It's good, indeed. I didn't expect you to be so generous." "We're partners. Is there a problem serving my partner with the good stuff?" Pierre asked.

"Well said!" Abel picked up his glass and drank it without toasting Pierre.

Mr. Peralta stood at the side and listened to their conversation. Partners?

He did not remember the company having any business deals with foreigners. While he was pondering, he did not forget to refill Abel's glass.

Pierre spoke after he watched Mr. Peralta refill Abel's glass. "You may leave first."

Mr. Peralta knew that he was not allowed to hear the rest of the conversation. Therefore, he nodded and replied, "Alright, Mr. Mallory."

Abel took his lighter out after Mr. Peralta left the lounge and asked, "Do you mind?"

"Not at all," replied Pierre as he slowly picked up his glass and took a sip.

Abel lit the cigar and took a puff, then said slowly, "Honestly, I came here to see your company. I want to know whether it can take down Luke."

"What do you think?" Pierre could sense Abel's hatred for Luke from his words.

He could do many things, including uniting with someone who hated Luke to fight against their common foe.

"Good, but not as good as T Corporation," Abel said honestly, but it made Pierre unhappy.

"Don't worry. I didn't spend so much money to be the second fiddle after buying the bidding document. I'm sure this can deal a heavy blow to Luke this time," Pierre said gloomily.

Crushing Luke and T Corporation would take far more than a bidding document, but it would take some time for Luke to recover his losses. He would need to rely on other projects.

However, would it be any easier for him to complete the rest of his projects?

They only had to seize the chance to continuously strike blows at T Corporation and ensure Luke could not recover the losses in time. That way, Luke's time would come to an end.

"It's good to have confidence. Have you submitted the bidding document?" Abel asked, reminding him not to fall behind Luke.

Luke would be submitting the bidding document tomorrow or the day after if they did not pull a surprise move.

"I've already submitted it. Don't worry. I didn't spend so much money just to read the bidding document." Pierre smirked. He was pretty sure that he had a winning hand. copyrighted © content.

"I'm just reminding you not to underestimate your enemy." Abel looked at the flattering look on Pierre's face. Abel would not have waited until now if Luke could be dealt with that easily.

He would not have to go to such lengths to spend three years plotting against him.

"Wait for my good news." Pierre did not take Abel's warning seriously. This time, it would be his most glorious victory after knowing Luke for so many years

Abel finished the liquor in his glass quietly and looked at how haughty Pierre was. It would serve him right if he got the short end of the stick.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

In the villa, the maid's room.

Jason let out a long sigh of relief. The project was finally completed.

Tina let out another sigh too, but Luke was sitting in front of them. They dared not to express their feelings. Even so, their hearts felt much lighter at that moment.

They had been busy with the project for such a long time. It was finally coming to an end.

Luke submitted the bidding document after he made sure the contents of the bidding document were correct.

He received a reply from the organizer after a while, claiming that they had already received the bidding document. The organizer then asked them to attend the project meeting.

Luke looked up and stared at the two people in front of him.

Jason was slightly smiling at first, but his smile disappeared immediately when Luke looked at him. He became serious and asked, “Boss, did they reply?"

“Yes." Luke closed the laptop and ordered Jason, "Book three flight tickets to Russia."

"Three?" Jason was startled. Why three flight tickets?

Luke could see that Jason was confused, so he explained, "Dr. Craw will go with us."

Jason nodded. It turned out it was Luca who was going with them. He picked up his phone and said, "I'll arrange it now."

He was slightly surprised. Why would Luke bring Luca with them? Was it because Luke was still unable to move freely and Luca would be able to take care of him?

It was reasonable to do so, but Luca had just stolen the bidding document...

Was he not afraid that something would happen if he kept Luca by his side?

Although Jason felt it was inappropriate to do so, he still booked the flight tickets.

“Boss, the tickets have been booked," said Jason.

"Good." Luke nodded with satisfaction. “Mrs. Laurel has prepared some refreshments for you. You may go outside and have them."

They did not even have lunch as they were racing against time to finish the bidding document.

“Alright, Boss."

Jason and Tina walked out of the maid's room together.

Mrs. Laurel had served refreshments and fruits in the living room. She smiled and said to them when they walked out of the room, “Please sit down and enjoy the refreshments. Would you like to have coffee, tea, or something else?"

“Coffee please," replied Jason.

“I've had too much coffee today. May I know if there's any juice?" Tina asked.

“We have everything. But the coffee will taste different from the one served in the morning. Mr. Doyle, do you mind?" Mrs. Laurel asked. She saw how Luca had made the coffee this morning and knew she was incomparable to her.

"You weren't the one who made the coffee this morning?" Jason knew Mrs. Laurel's identity and spoke to her politely.