Jasper listened to the slightly startled greeting that came from the other end of the phone and laughed. “Mr. Langdon, are you free to make a trip to Waterhoof City? Let’s discuss a big business that could earn you a conservative estimate of at least one billion dollars. How does that sound?”
…
Thompson Golf Course in Harbor City.
A gold golf ball formed a gorgeous arc mid-air before rolling into a golf hole cup 30 meters away.
“You’re amazing, Mr. Atticus!” A gorgeous woman dressed in tight golf apparel praised Fabian.
Fabian let out a nonchalant smile. He had clearly grown accustomed to such flattery as he said in a lackadaisical manner, “That’s what you said last night too. I’ve always been amazing.”
The woman’s delicate face flushed as she protested coquettishly, “Oh, stop it, Mr. Atticus!”
While walking back to the teeing area, Fabian asked the middle-aged man who was holding his golf clubs for him, playing the role of his caddy.
“Any update on the task I entrusted you to do?”
The middle-aged man hurried forward and replied reverently, “It has been executed, Mr. Atticus. ICBS’ headquarters got back to us today. They have officially sent out the letter of rejection to the Waterhoof City branch today.”
Fabian’s face broke out in a grin as he said, “Not bad. Although I have no idea what Jasper Laine is up to, we’ll disrupt everything he intends to do.”
The middle-aged man responded in an ingratiating manner, “Yes, Jasper is probably still clueless as to who has ruined his plan. He must be so confused.
“What you’re doing is ingenious, Mr. Atticus. He might not even know that he has offended you even after all his plans are ruined.”
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