Founder's Objectives

Mr. Viscount leaned into his chair with a jolly smile and joined his fingers on the desk. Draven and Becky sat on the chairs while Andrew stood beside them. Mr. Viscount said. “How was the tour? I hope Andrew didn’t show you everything?”

They awkwardly along with him. His eyes focused on Draven, said. “So, what do you think?”

Draven scratched the side of his sheepish smile; he took a glance at Becky. She mouthed. ‘Chill!’

Draven heaved a breath of air, said. “It impressive, sir”

Mr. Viscount said, “Hmm, then can I take it as you joining us?”

“Though I would like to know more about you. From you personally,”

 “My father always said it’s better to hear it from the horse&r

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