"Exactly! Don't you know how expensive a private global flight route is? It's not something the rich can just buy!" Ivan gritted through his teeth.
The dishes were then served. Eugene smiled and said, "Alright, alright... Everyone, let's eat first. We'll continue the topic later."
Thump!
Ivan slammed his hand on the table and yelled at Isaac, "No f*cking way! I need to make this clear. I'm not anyone rich or powerful, but I will never allow any f*cking Tom, Dick, or Harry to lie to me like this!"
"That's right!" Miranda cried angrily. "We need to get this straight. He looks like a poor country bumpkin. Yet he talks about private planes? Why did we never hear of such an important person like you in Southland?"
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