"That night, I had a meal with Ethan," Isaac said, puffing out a smoke ring.
Ethan?
Connor's smile instantly disappeared, and his gaze grew solemn. Even those on the lowest rung of the ladder knew who Ethan was, much less Connor, who'd been a high-ranking official for so many years.
"Isaac, what are you trying to say?" Connor's voice also grew deeper.
Isaac raised his cup and had a sip of coffee. Softly, he replied, "Connor, you're a good official. I think you can stand on an even bigger stage..."
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