Chapter 95

“Great job,” Peter laughed clapping his hands with his henchman doing the same as George cleaned up the mess around before leaving the room.

“Thank you,” breathed an exhausted Richardson. He had gone through a tough moment and he was happy it had gone well.

“I’ll tell you what,” the Don went on. “You set me up with your old man so we can have a meet and you’ll have anything you want from me.”

“That can be arranged,” smiled a triumphant Richardson.

“Great,” the Don stood to his feet. “Here is my card. Call me anytime.”

The man dropped his card on the table before leaving the room.

“Have a nice night Mr Richardson and enjoy the party.” Those were the last words the mafian Don said before leaving the room with his henchmen.

Richardson waited for them to leave before punching the air triumphantly.

“I did it,” he sighed in relief. “I can’t believe that went well.”

Picking up his phone, he called Tom up who picked it with a groggy voice.

“Hello.”

“Tom? Are you awake?”

“Young master?” a conf

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