Chapter: 1973

Pouring himself another glass of red wine, Odin tilted it slightly, tapping it against the glass in front of Alberto. There was a sharp clinking sound, creating a discordant atmosphere in the office.

"Congratulations, Mr. Gibson, on the successful listing of your project." Odin lifted his head and downed the red wine in one gulp.

Alberto eyed the red wine and was about to respond when Odin's voice, filled with interest, continued, "Mr. Gibson, not interested in having a taste of this wine? Specially imported from France, it boasts an exquisite taste and is worth millions."

Dewey furrowed his brow in confusion.

Odin was well aware of Alberto's purpose in coming here, yet he acted as if he wasn't, instead choosing to boast about the wine before them, each word carrying a subtle, piercing edge.