Chapter 73: Jaston Samurai

Alexis Juggins felt nothing but disgust, laced with a deeper, gnawing panic. If they really lost, there was no way she could bring herself to peel off her black stockings in front of everyone. That would be beyond humiliating. But if she refused, not only would the two-hundred-billion investment go up in smoke, Miller Lyson, that madman, probably would not let it go. "Mr. Lyson, let this old man deal with the Jaston dogs you raised," George Stuttard said. His face darkened as his aura surged...