Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 1036

At the other end of the city, Stenson was being chastised by his collaboration partner at the headquarters of the Hellens. He, who was always the one reprimanding others, kept his cool today and did not refute.

After all, he was the one to blame. Their previous weapons, as well as the previous batch of women, were all messed up in his hands. Hence, he deserved to be scolded.

"Yes. You're right. It's entirely my fault. Don't worry. I won’t let that happen again. Sure, sure. Just call me anytime. Goodbye."

The moment he ended the call, the smile on his face vanished as he spat on the landline phone on the table. "Bah! Who does he think he is!"

One of his men entered at this point. "Mr. Stenson, a Cittadelian named Owen Morgan would like to meet you."

"Cittadelian? Send him away!" Stenson was angry at the mention of a Cittadelian.

Everything involving a Cittadelian had been going wrong for him for the past few months!

"But he claims to be here on behalf of Triune."

"What? Triune?" Stenson immediately became interested. "Isn't that the organization that blew up our weapons? They came knocking on the door themselves, huh? Bring him to me right now!"

In less than two minutes, Oven was escorted to Stenson's office by five to six of Stenson's men, all of whom were armed.

Seeing him, Stenson simply lit a cigar and took a puff. The smoke came out of his nose and mouth, and as the wind blew, it spread to Owen.

Owen did not say anything and merely raised his hand to cover his nose, his brows furrowed.

"Mr. Stenson, I—"

The moment he opened his mouth, Stenson eye-signaled to his men, and Owen was immediately pressed onto the table by two strong men. Half of his face was pressed against the table and his spectacles hung haphazardly on his nose, depriving him of his usual elegant aura.

Faced with this, Owen laughed and questioned nonchalantly, "Is this how the Hellen Family treats their guests?"

Hearing that, Stenson stood up and blew the smoke from his cigar into Owen's face. "You blew up my ship and stole all of my goods. Do you still expect me to be nice to you?"

Immediately after his words, he pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Owen's temple. "Tell me the truth—who instructed you to do that?"

"It was an accident. We both fell into Alexander's trap. Triune has never wanted to be at odds with the Hellens. Hence, I am here today to compensate for your losses."

Triune suffered massive losses when they snatched the Hellen Family's goods previously. When they returned, they discovered that all of the scientists they had detained had been taken away by Smith Co., and after much deliberation, they finally realized that it had all been Alexander's trap from the start.

Both Triune and the Hellen Family were merely Alexander's pawns. His ultimate motive was the group of scientists.

Stenson's hostile attitude softened slightly when he learned Owen was here for compensation. After all, being robbed so many times by Alexander had left Stenson in desperate need of money.

Hence, after a brief moment of silence, he raised his hand for his men to let go of Owen.

Owen stood up and straightened his shirt before continuing, "The goods that we took away previously are now being sent here. As for those that we blew up, I suppose this is sufficient."

He then took a check from his pocket and placed it on the table before pushing it over to Stenson.

Stenson's eyes lit up when he saw the check's countless zeros. With a smile, he took the check and said, "This is sufficient. I'll regard the extra as compensation for the psychological trauma my men suffered. Triune's generosity has surprised me. Where is Triune from, anyway? Why haven't I heard of you before?"