Trippy naturally wasn't going to tell Mick everything word-for-word, so he said vaguely, "Uh, they were just being stubborn and refused to listen to anything I said. They kept saying that they wouldn't know until they saw the actual item."

Mick got out of bed, staring at his phone as he mused to himself.

This was getting a little ridiculous, was it not?

A fool who was scammed, actually able to scam someone else?

But if he really could sell it, wouldn't all their work be for nothing?

With that in mind, he promptly called Zachary, who wasn't even up yet.

Ever since he had started working for Don Albert, his daily routine was no longer the same as the days when he was a humble stall owner working on Antique Street, but a man of importance who slept late and woke up late.

In the evening, he would be spending his time patrolling Don Albert's night entertainment properties as well as holding meetings with subordinates to decide on management policies and the like. That was why he wo