Chapter 19(Clutch king)

"No, sir, he desires a house, specifically an A-list house," she responded cheerfully, disregarding the commotion in the room.

"Is she kidding? Is this the type of staff you employ here?" Maldini asked, disappointment etched on his face.

"I want the Olympus, and here is my card for payment," Marcell asserted arrogantly, ignoring the chilly reception he received.

"What insolence! Who is this individual?!" Maldini shouted. The same building he was about to purchase is about to be taken by a nobody.

"I don't know, sir, but I believe he is just bluffing," Philip replied, lacking confidence in his response.

He simply couldn't believe it: a person from the lower-class making such an audacious move.

"Calm down, gentlemen," Picasso, who was astonished by the unfolding events, interjected.

"Gentleman, we appreciate your interest, but Maldini here was the first to express interest in the building, so it will be his," Picasso declared.

"Yes, you are late," Philip yelled unconsciously.

"Yes, you

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