The Watsons had long planned for this.
All these years, they had only conducted legal businesses and had never involved themselves with shady dealings.
This was the perfect opportunity.
The Watsons wanted a puppet, and Maximus was the perfect candidate.
As it’d be inappropriate for the rest of the Watsons to show themselves, Zavier was the right man for the job.
Zavier waved dismissively, declining to entertain the women in revealing clothes. He looked at Maximus and said, “I heard that Thea’s brother, David, borrowed 800 million dollars worth of loans from you.”
“Yes, Mr. Watson. Do the Callahans have something to do with you?”
Zavier waved his hands casually. “No, I’d like you to apply pressure on them. It’s best if you could capture David so that the Callahans are sent into a further panic. Feel free to do anything you want. As long as things don’t get out of control, the Watsons will cover it up for you.”
“Understood.”
Maximus nodded.
Zavier didn’t leave.
He had some idea about the contemporary dynamics in Cansington.
Due to the previous incident regarding the Great Four, many underworld kingpins who had gone to the Cadens’ cemetery were scared out of their wits by the ten-thousand-man army. After hurriedly washing their hands of the industry and going into hiding, the underworld was thrown into disarray.
What he planned to do was to prop Maximus up as the new king of the underworld of Cansington.
He brought up the matter and came up with some suggestions for Maximus.
At the same time, in the Southern Plains…
James slept through the morning.
He woke up in the afternoon starving.
After getting out of bed, he gobbled up his food. He was feeling less fatigued than before.
In a conference room of a military base, many notable generals of the Southern Plains gathered.
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