Chapter 896 Negotiating a Business

Amanda bent down and glanced at that place. It did resemble a private mansion.

“Follow me closely.” It was Casimir’s first time here, and he wasn’t that confident about his actions now.
After all, he was in the dark about how the other party was like.

He was just able to find out a little information about the man in there, which was his frequent
appearance here.

Amanda nodded.

She wasn’t a fool, and she wouldn’t force herself to do something which was out of her control. She
tried her best to diminish her own presence.

Casimir went forward to knock on the door.

After some time, the door opened and revealed a man with a scar on his face. There was a cigar
dangling from his lips, and upon seeing the visitors, he blew out a foamy white smoke, “Who are you
looking for?”

“Your boss,” Casimir replied.

The man with the scar studied him briefly and realized that there was another person behind him. He
jerked his eyes in that direction, “There’s a lass with you?”

Casimir put himself in front of Amanda and repeated, “We want to see your boss.”

“Does our boss know you?” The man sucked at the cigar hard, “How were you able to find us here?”

Casimir was at a loss for words. He couldn’t come out and say that she was investigating them, could
he?”



That certainly wouldn’t work.

She would arouse their suspicion and made them think that the two of them were here with some
malicious intent. From this man’s battered and weathered look, he must be one of those reckless
people who could do scary things.

“We are Lindsay’s friend. It was here who introduced this place to us.” Amanda suddenly came out and
said.

That day, she spotted Lindsay and that man engaging in business dealing. She surmised that he must
be doing that illegal ordeal as his job.

Lindsay didn’t just meet them only once, so they must know her.

As expected, upon hearing Lindsay’s name being brought up, the man with the scar simply asked,
“You’re introduced by Lindsay?”

“Yes, and we have a business proposal to negotiate with your boss,” Amanda said.

The man with the scar threw away his cigar and stepped on it to put out the embers. He then pulled the
door open and said, “Come in.”

Casimir led the way in front while Amanda followed from behind.

The inside of the mansion was messy, but it was spacious. A few men were loitering near the sofa with
their legs raised. They were half-lying on those sofas as they played with their phones. Sensing that
there were visitors, they simply shot a glance in this direction before resuming their activity.

A few food packets which seemed unfinished were lying around on a tea table, and there were
numerous beer bottles too. It seemed that these people must have put away their thirst by drinking
beer, not tea.



“Wait for a while. I will go and call our boss.” The man with the scar glanced at a man on the sofa and
ordered, “We have visitors. You guys need to keep your act together.”

A few of them rummaged around but no visible changes occurred. They didn’t seem to be bothered
with putting on a good front as they fidgeted around smugly.

The man with the scar disappeared on the second floor.

In no time, he reappeared and said to them, “Our boss is upstairs. You can go there now.”

Casimir placed Amanda right behind her as he said, “Follow me close.”

Amanda nodded in agreement.

The two of them maintained their formation while ascending the stairs.

Despite the messy ground floor, the second floor was impeccably neat. The floor was so sparkling and
clean that one’s reflection could even be seen from it.

From the top of the stairs, a dining room was just meters away. There was a huge French window that
made the whole place basking in the light. A man was sitting by the table enjoying his meal, and upon
hearing some noise, he simply asked without even looking up, “Are you guys introduced by Lindsay?”

Casimir was about to open his mouth, but Amanda pulled him to signal him to stop talking. She shook
her head and looked at the man, “Yes, but no too.”

What did she mean by that?

The man raised his gaze at her, “What do you mean?”



Amanda stared straight at him, “She revealed your existence to us, but she was not the one asking us
to come here.”

Before the man could say something, Amanda continued, “You must be curious as to what do I mean
by my words. In fact, it is easy to comprehend. I happened to know about you from her mouth, and I
even know what you lot are doing here.”

The man put down his cutlery and a dark mood entered his eyes. He seemed upset, which was
understandable since he wasn’t here to do some legal dealings here. He wouldn’t want too many
people to know about his activities here.”

Amanda flashed a smile, “But I am really here to talk business with you.”


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