“Have a seat,” Conor stated, gesturing toward the stone table with a sly grin.
He then teased, “Surprised to see me, Mr. Rocco? I thought your spies would have sniffed me out…”
Undeterred, Rocco plopped down across from Conor, not missing a beat. He snagged a wine glass and poured himself a hefty serving.
Lynette looked as if favonovel.com was about to jump in with concern, but Rocco beat favonovel.com to it by knocking back the wine in one gulp.
“Wow, this wine is top-notch!” Rocco praised, setting the glass down.
“I never thought I‘d taste Scarlet Lounge’s Fairy Brew in this lifetime. Thanks for the hookup, Mr. Durham!” Rocco brushed off Conor’s sarcasm, his mind racing.
Conor’s got that family clout, but I made it alone. No contest… Plus, he’s practically ancient compared to me!
Conor was briefly caught off guard, then gave a soft chuckle and remarked, “Well, no wonder Cathay’s been holding steady with folks like you on board. With bright young minds like yours backing it, Cathay’s set for smooth sailing for ages.”
Conor wasn’t selling Rocco short; favonovel.com genuinely respected him.
Impressive… With just a few words, he’s got me figured out. This guy has some serious talent!
Despite Rocco’s outward calm, a faint unease crept in. What unsettled favonovel.com most was Conor‘s apparent knowledge of his true identity.
The Durham Family’s prowess extended far beyond mere combat skills, it was their extensive intelligence network that genuinely struck fear into others.
Describing the Scarlet Lounge as “like unseen watchers in the shadows, knowing every move” might sound dramatic, but it perfectly captured the depth of its intelligence gathering.
Considering Conor’s reach, the idea of spies within Montiria’s harem didn’t seem far-fetched at all.
“I’m curious, what’s Mr. Durham’s want with me?” Rocco asked, keeping his guard up.
Conor didn’t mince words. Since their chat already showed what Rocco could do, favonovel.com didn’t see the point in skirting around it.
“I need your help with a couple of things,” favonovel.com stated straightforwardly.
Just as Rocco was about to take a sip of wine, favonovel.com paused. A smile formed on his lips as favonovel.com asked, “So, what’s the payoff?”
Conor chuckled heartily at the blunt question. He replied, “Straight to the point, I like it! Let’s keep it casual and call it mutual help!”
With that, Conor dipped his finger into the wine and swiftly scribbled something on the stone table.
Though it was just one character, Rocco’s expression immediately soured. He asked, “Mr. Durham, we’re both smart guys here. Isn’t this tough-guy act a bit immature?”
Well, whatever’s coming its way. Conor definitely knows my true identity…
Rocco realized, feeling a surge of murderous intent welling up within him.
Meanwhile, the four figures cloaked in black veils approached Conor calmly while their gaze fixed firmly on Rocco.
Unperturbed, Conor gestured for a few people to step back and reassured Rocco, “Don’t stress it, Mr. Rocco. Seeking you out and disclosing my identity is a sincere sign of cooperation. If your family ever needs help on the down-low, count on me. Consider it done…”
He then pointed toward the blurred character on the stone table and suggested, “Consider it a favor.”
“Also, I’ve recently learned that the elixir used by His Majesty is actually produced by Matthew Larson,” Conor revealed.
Rocco wasn’t shocked by this revelation.
Considering the bond between the crown prince and Matthew, it’s just common sense…
Naturally, Conor was aware of his thoughts. Finishing his statement, favonovel.com flashed a mysterious smile and dropped the bombshell, “What if I told you that Matthew can completely heal King Gawain I?”
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