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In a grand and tall building, a group of men dressed in all black and formal attire flocked in, and some had just gotten off a series of luxury taxis. They were men of prestigious appearance, and each side had a loyal subordinate carrying goods and keeping an eye on their surroundings.

It was the Tucker Trade Center building, commonly used by CEOs in New Orlando to gather for secret events or events directly organized by Tucker's parent company.

"How many hours before the meeting starts?" asked a man who kept looking at his watch as he climbed the stairs to enter the building.

He asked that to the person behind him, who had been following him since he got out of the car. The subordinate walked behind his boss and started checking his cell phone.

"In half an hour sir," he replied.

They walked in a hurry as if they were going to the room on the hundredth floor. Even though the building was tall, the active floors were only about 70. The rest were private floors that were often used by
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