CHAPTER 41.MEN'S TALK.

The cool breeze danced through the air, adding a sense of anticipation to Harry and Archer's collaborative venture.

In his office within the warehouse, Mr. Damon sat with his legs casually crossed atop the table, a space lent to him as part of the deal with Ms. Oct.

As he absorbed the atmosphere, memories of the previous day at Archer's company flooded his mind—their nervous glances as they hurriedly departed to check on Harry.

A satisfied smirk played upon his lips, relishing how smoothly his plan had unfolded.

Suddenly, a man's voice jolted him from his thoughts. "Sir, the goods have arrived."

Mr. Damon met the messenger's gaze, his expression a mix of excitement and apprehension. "And the workers?"

"Mr. Damian rounded them up," came the response.

"Excellent!" Mr. Damon grinned.

Eager to inspect the shipment, he rose from his chair, but Damian's words halted him. "Are you that eager?"

"You go ahead; I'll join shortly," he gestured to the man.

"Who would've thought a shipment could g
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