The Matriarch

Chapter 180 Devious transactions

In a hidden part of the pier, deep into the slums. Under an abandoned factory, a group gathers around a table.

Two men were eyeing one another, sitting on opposite sides of the desk. The first had a cigar in his mouth, while the other was drinking a can of beer.

Both giving each other mocking grins, remaining silent, as their guys kept measuring each other, sizing each other’s power.

If someone were to lose their way there, there would be no chance of getting out, cause of the pressure that was being released by the two opposing gangs.

The tension faded when the sounds of clicking heals made its course to the place. Not long after, a woman with a frown and a sharp look on her face joins in, along with several more people behind her.

“Finally, our guest of honor arrives.”

The man with the cigar on his mouth clasp, leaning back on his seat to have a better look at the lady who was swaying her hips, walking towards the table they were in.

The two fellows wait until their third member was