RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT

CHAPTER 196

Vritt's brow furrowed as Nicholas said that, but then realization dawned on his features. "Ah, of course, you are very right," he said, nodding. He turned towards the dining room and called out, "Darling, Liam, I need you to go to your room for a bit. The work is about to begin. I am really sorry for the inconveniences I may be causing you okay. Liam, if you're not done with your meal, you can definitely take it upstairs."

Instantly, Vritt's wife and son rose from the table and hurried up the stairs, disappearing from view. Vritt watched them go, then turned his attention back to Nicholas, a gleam of anticipation in his eyes.

"There," he said, leaning back against the sofa. "Now, we can talk freely. What do you have for me, Rhino?"

Nicholas reached down and grasped the handle of the briefcase, lifting it onto the coffee table between them. He paused, his fingers caressing the smooth leather, and then slowly opened the clasps.

Vritt leaned forward, his eyes