Maxima Romuald ran away with his men into an alley and stopped as they gasped for air.
He massaged his arm as he said, “This Thomas is pretty strong. He almost broke my arm.”
One of his subordinates asked, “Mr. Romuald, are we giving up just like that? Do we no longer want that piece of land?”
Maxima frowned. It never crossed his mind that Thomas was capable of paying one billion dollars for that piece of land. Furthermore, he did not expect that Thomas did it not for the sake of money, but for the sake of cultural inheritance. ‘Idiots’ like these were really rare.
“Let me ask the director.”
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