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The scent of alcohol was faint but unmistakable.
Emod sniffed and frowned.
He preferred strong liquor, the kind that burned all the way down with one gulp.
Then, he’d drink half the bottle in one go.
But now, he had to maintain his status.
He was no longer the type to mingle with street thugs, he had to have style.
At least, he had to appear to have style to outsiders.
That’s what the big shots should have, right?
Emod said in a deep voice, without probing.
His phone was modified, and most numbers couldn’t possibly be displayed as asterisks. Although he had encountered similar situations before and handled them, now only that crazy copycat could display such numbers.
"You’ve done very well,"
The altered voice emanated from the receiver, that superior tone, like a higher-up instructing a subordinate, made Emod unconsciously grip the handset tighter.
However, no dissatisfaction could be heard in Emod’s voice.
"Can I have those items back now?"
"You’ve completed our deal,"
"I’ll return the ledgers and videos to you as agreed,"
"I wish us a pleasant cooperation,"
"You can send someone now, but..."
"Don’t you want to continue working with me?"
The other party’s voice drew out, even through the altered tone, a hint of amusement emerged.
Emod refused without hesitation.
He wouldn’t be drawn in by such trifling tricks.
"What a pity, I was actually considering telling you some information about Speaker Dodd, but alas..."
"Dodd? Are you talking about the Dodd I know?"
Emod, who had just been indifferent, sat up straight.
"Is there a second Dodd in ’Cherry City’?"
The other party countered.
And this time, Emod very simply said,
"Let’s talk about further cooperation."
Emod certainly knew that the imitator meant no good.
But the ’bait’ thrown was too tempting.
So tempting he had to take it seriously to some extent.
Dodd, Cherry City’s Speaker, a real big shot, was also the one who had always blocked his way into the council.
Of course, it wasn’t because Dodd was so upright.
The other’s filth was almost at par with his own.
The only reason for the obstruction was that the one he Visit NovelHub for more amazing novels and chapters.
All members of the council knew that the next Speaker would emerge between his Visit NovelHub for more amazing novels and chapters. And currently, Dodd was at a considerable advantage.
If some ’accident’ erased such an advantage... that would be too good.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Just like in the book, continue introducing clients to Jason?"
"Yes, just like in the book, please continue introducing clients to Mr. Jason. When you’ve helped Mr. Jason become famous and amassed some wealth, I will complete the transaction,"
"Remember, do not be overzealous, do not take any actions on your own initiative,"
"I want it exactly like in the book,"
The altered voice spoke.
There was a pause from the other end, then the voice continued,
"Of course, if you try to track me again next time, our deal is off!"
After saying that, the other party hung up directly.
The electronic tone sounded through the receiver, Emod hung up the phone, and with a dark expression, looked at a device connected next to the phone. He wasn’t sure how the other party knew he had installed a tracker, just as he wasn’t sure how they knew about Dodd’s ’leverage.’
After all, he had put a lot of effort into finding Dodd’s leverage.
Could it be a deception?
Emod wondered, but then he shook his head the next moment.
If the other party could find my leverage, then finding Dodd’s should be expected.
I couldn’t find it, only because Dodd was wary of me and people related to me.
An outsider would naturally have it much easier.
Emod made excuses for himself.
People always tend to stand on the side that benefits them, looking at the positives.
Even if some issues arise, when they see them, they would often turn a blind eye.
Because this is... greed.
Exchanging a tiny cost for huge benefits can indeed make one lose their head.
Emod was no exception.
Even more so, he was exceptionally greedy.
"This guy cares a lot about immersing himself in his own world, so Jason has become an indispensable link. If I can get Jason under my control..."
As if he had realized something, Emod’s expression grew even colder.
The phone rang again.
This time the displayed number was from one of his subordinates.
Emod asked bluntly, knowing that this confidant wouldn’t call him if there wasn’t an issue.