chapter 1547 Someone coming

Joyce scanned Mateo from head to toe with a gaze intended to intimidate, a method he was quite accustomed to in order to exert pressure on others. In normal times, although Joyce wasn't exactly at the top of the hierarchy, he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, surrounded by supporters from all sides. Today, even though he was alone, Joyce was still full of confidence. Faced with Joyce's cold and mocking words, Mateo didn't say anything. He pulled out a chair and sat down quietly. Because...