He glanced at Alders indifferently, then moved his gaze to Capin: "I heard that some of your men had a conflict with gangsters in the East District and died?"

"Yes, Mr. Herras." Capin stood up, holding a cigar.

Heras stared into Capin's eyes and said, "You want to take revenge on them?"

A drop of sweat suddenly appeared on Kapin's forehead: "No, no, Mr. Heras, you misunderstood."

Heras nodded slightly and said: "You must remember that we are in a critical period, unless necessary, try not to cause trouble."

He paused for a second, observed Capin's reaction, and said, "You are not the only human trafficker in Backlund, we can support you or others, you have to remember this.

"I picked you at the beginning because you were vicious enough, shameless but extremely cautious, not because you were already the biggest human trafficker."

Aldes was listening to the conversation between the two, wishing that he was just a piece of air, so that he could not see the humble appearance of Boss Capin.

Capin didn't show any anger on the surface, and said with a smile: "Mr. Heras, my main concern is that Fabian's death is not easy, and it may disrupt your plans."

"No, there is nothing wrong with his death." Heras said in a firm tone, "I didn't get any feedback."

"That's it..." Capin pretended to be relieved, "Then I can rest assured."

He glanced at Aldes, signaled him to go out, and then lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Heras, this time the goods contain the type you like."

Seeing that Heras's expression was loose but he didn't say anything, Kapin hurriedly added: "The ones sent over there have been assembled."

Heras nodded slowly: "Let her come to my room at night."

"Yes, Mr. Heras!" Capin said with a smile on his face.

After watching Heras leave, his face became gloomy, took a breath, and whispered: "I hope you can keep your promise this time... I don't want to participate in similar things again!"

He clearly remembered that year's Harvest Festival, when someone approached him, hoping to buy a group of innocent girls.

From that day on, the trajectory of his life changed drastically, and he even ate one-fifth of the slave trade that was prohibited by law and went underground.

He quickly became a relatively well-known rich man in Backlund, got acquainted with many big men, and dragged them into the abyss of depravity.

At this point, he desperately wants to cover up the past sins, and wants "Kapin" to be baptized again and become a real high-society person. However, he cannot do so for the time being.

Glancing at the cigar in his hand, Capin picked up the framed photo on the table, which contained a photo of him with a beautiful woman and two children.

Rubbing the surface of the photo frame with his thumb, Kapin narrowed his eyes and whispered to himself: "After this time, you should be able to come back..."

At dinner time, Capin walked out of the study with a warm smile on his face again.

"Ms. Katie, tonight I have your favorite caviar and roasted chicken specially prepared for you." He said to the lady in the thin shirt.

Katie touched the old scar on her face, but nodded slightly without saying a word.

Capin knew that she had a silent and fierce personality, so he didn't make any fuss, and watched her sit in the seat that belonged to her.

Immediately afterwards, Heras, wearing a white hairdress, entered the restaurant and nodded slightly to every diner.

The old-fashioned Parker took a sip of the pre-dinner wine, smiled and beckoned Kapin to sit down quickly.

The clean white napkin was spread out, and the food was served one by one. Kapin picked up the wine glass and said with a chuckle: "The storm is coming, let us toast to a better future."

"Cheers to the bright future," Parker echoed. JrNovels.com