"Mr. Griffin, a gentleman named Joseph Thompson says he wants to meet you."
Lucas Griffin's hand, which was shaking a highball glass, paused, and a cold smile flitted across his deep eyes.
Joseph Thompson had been in Brocade City for several days now, but he had taken no action.
Was he finally unable to restrain himself?
Good, he was also nearly losing his patience.
Lucas Griffin stood up, glanced at the back of Amanda Jenkins, then turned and followed the waiter away.
When Amanda Jenkins approached the three girls, she overheard them pleading with Thomas Gold.
"Thomas, you didn't know before that the man who was photographed hugging Jesslyn Derei is the current president of the Griffin Group, did you?"
"Thomas, you have to help us. As the saying goes, ignorance is no sin, right? If we had known Jesslyn Derei had such a powerful backer, we wouldn't have probed into her matters."
"Thomas, aren't you friends with Jesslyn Derei? Could you put in a good word for us?"
