It was not that we did not want to work with them, but that the law did not allow us to work with them. No matter how powerful Skull was, they would not dare to go against the law of a country.
For a moment, I wanted to commend myself for the abrupt improvement of my ability to shift the blame onto others.
I let myself be smug for a second as I reached out to grab Ashton’s hand on his knee. It was a gesture of gratitude for the skill he had been teaching me for years.
Finally, I could say that I, too, had a Ph.D. in the blame game.
It was a fine line between calmness and hastiness when personal profit was involved.
Skull was well established in M Country, so every move they made there was watched closely by M Country’s local authorities. Why they had tried to enter the Chanaean market without hesitation was because they realized that Chanaea did not know them well enough to be wary of them. That way, they would be able to get rich quickly.
Therefore, Ashton’s talk about the legal matters had poured cold water on their idea. The money they had envisioned to be in their hands had grown wings and flown off, so neither Quince nor Lucas had a smile on their faces. Yet, they could not lose their tempers with us, so they had to suppress their anger until their faces turned bright red and the look in their eyes turned murderous.
Most of the time, being on the winning side in a situation like that would not be any good news, for we did not know how powerful they were. We certainly do not want things to spiral out of control.
The tension in the room was palpable, almost unbearable. It felt like a war between us was going to break out at any time.
Right then, footsteps came from the outside. It was Summer and Jared coming back with Joseph trailing behind them. He shot me an apologetic look for not having been able to stop them.
“We can work together,” Summer said in a raised voice as she strode toward the center of the living room. After giving us a reassuring glance, she turned to Lucas and Quince. “Misters, we meet again.”
It seemed like the two of them had already gone to look for Summer at the club.
Lucas’ lips curled, and he lifted his head to look into her eyes. In a cold tone, he said, “It’s been a day, Ms. Summer. Have you come to a decision? Shall we do business together?”
A composed smile on Summer’s face, she answered, “I’ve heard everything you’ve said earlier. What Mom and Dad have said is what I think as well. Niche businesses like the ones you want will not work in broad daylight here. The club is under Fuller Corporation, so it has the same business goals as Fuller Corporation. Naturally, we’ll be doing legitimate business. There will be no exceptions to that.”
“Then, what did you mean by we can work together earlier?” Quince cut in.
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