Drakon of The Seven Armies – Chapter 1887

"Things have changed, after all. They kept it hidden from you, but your original intention was still to do something for the locals," Isaac said softly.

Maxwell nodded, a surge of anger toward Triple Threat Corporation for their deception simmering within him, yet he held it back.

"You don't need to worry about this. Since I planted the seed, I should be the one to harvest it," Maxwell stated quietly.

Isaac burst into laughter, speaking frankly, "That's good to hear. My goal is achieved. We'll have a happy dinner tonight."

Maxwell was taken aback, glaring at Isaac, "Are you using me, boy?"