“I like the sound of that.”
It rained all night long and showed no signs of letting up.
Jasper had left to meet up with Jake and
Baz during the day.
“Based on the time difference, the market
will be reopening tonight, at which point
the lockdown order will be lifted. This is
only the beginning of our difficult battle.”
Jasper was more casual with the two of
them, inviting them to the company
cafeteria to chat over lunch.
“This time isn’t any better than the last. Wall Street is aiming to destroy us in every way possible. We’ll be put under a great deal of pressure.”
Jasper stole a glance at the two of them,
and noticed that Jack’s countenance was
calm, while Baz’s was solemn.
“Are you chickening out, Old Willis?” With a chuckle, Jasper inquired.
Baz wore a bitter frown on his face as he replied, “Sort of. I haven’t been sleeping well lately, and I’m under a lot of pressure in fear that something might slip up, There’s way too much at stake here.”
Jack patted Baz’s shoulder and remarked, “You are overthinking, just like a sissy. W e do, after all, have Mr. Laine’s support, don’t we? You will be unscathed even if the sky falls.”
“Oh, you’re not bad at all, Jack. As someone from Harbor City with a different ethnicity, you are already able to pick up the way we speak here despite being in Nauritus City for only a short period of time,” Jasper exclaimed.
“When in Rome, do as the Romans do.” Jack chuckled as he responded.
Baz, on the other hand, was upset and refuted. “That is precisely why I am under so much stress. What if I don’t get it right the first time? What will happen to JW and Mr. Laine if that happens?”
Jack’s face stiffened as soon as hose
words were spoken.
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