DreameNovelChapter 390 At this point, West End cant even send out a proper representative, Andrew stated emotionlessly.
Since youre treatinglike I dont exist, Ill kill you first, then have a chat with Natasha .
Mr.
Lloyd, please dont go too far! a voice suddenly thundered from behind.
Conan, done watching the show from your hiding spot ? Andrew smirked as he released his grip and kicked the tattooed giant toward Conan.
Conans face twitched.
He knew the tattooed giant was one of Natashas most fearless fighters, young and skilled in hand to hand combat, yet Andrew had broken him so effortlessly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPlease follow me, Mr.
Lloyd.
Madam Vostokoff will see you now, Conan said coldly.
Andrew sneered.
Oh, now shes willing to meet after this show of force ? Mr.
Lloyd, West End has already absorbed Atlass territory, Conan stated angrily.
If you were smart, you wouldnt have chere.
So, if I hadnt shown up, Natasha would just take everything herself? Andrews face remained expressionless.
He continued, I dont care about Atlass death or the Northern Districts assets, but Dylan is my man.
What about his share? Natashas actions have pissedoff, and when Im angry, do you think West End can enjoy their spoils in peace? Conans face twitched harder, but he could not respond.
Andrews words had blocked every possible argument, whether based on business, personal relationships, or moral grounds.
This time, Andrew met Natasha in an elegantly decorated room instead of the usual conference room.
She was reclining on a sandalwood sofa with her eyes closed.
Madam Vostokoff! Conan announced as he brought Andrew in.
Conan, you may leave .
Close the door behind you.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNatasha opened her eyes.
But Madam, youre injured from fighting Atlas ! You shouldnt be alone with outsiders ! Conan protested. Its fine.
If he wants to be rough with me, III accept whatever he decides to do.
Natasha waved Conan away.
After Conan left with a hostile glance ΟΠ at Andrew, Natasha forced a smile. Why such anger ? Im here letmake it up to you.
Drop the act, Andrew said flatly.
Dylans exhaustion is real, but yours is just a performance, isnt it? Natashas smile froze and frozen m disappeared as her face turned expressionless.
How did you know I Chapter 390 was faking? -35 BONUS Andrew smirked, The Blood Surge Pilf does cause temporary weakness. But you seem to have forgotten that Im a master physician.
I can spot a fake condition instantly.
Natashas composed expression suddenly turned to shock
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