Chapter 160

Mr. Harington and Stiles drove in silence, the car moving smoothly through the quiet streets. After a while, they arrived in front of a large, hidden building. It was simple, with no signs, just a tall iron gate that hinted at secrecy.

The car stopped, and Mr. Harington glanced at Stiles. "This is it. Where we did our meeting "

They stepped out, and the gate opened slowly. The building beyond was massive, with a cold, modern design. Two guards stood by the entrance, watching them closely but allowing them through without a word.

Inside, the air was cool and sterile. The floors were marble, and the walls held abstract art, but everything felt calculated.

They approached a pair of heavy doors at the end of the hallway. Mr. Harington shot Stiles at a glance. "From here on, be careful. The people inside control more than just money. Choose your words wisely."

Stiles nodded, feeling his pulse quicken as the doors opened to reveal a large room. In the center was a round table, where severa