"Dad, we can't let our guard down; Dirk Carter has Cosimo Griffin's support."
Draven Hayes said, frowning.
Elroy Hayes laughed heartily and said, "A gangster, really thinking he's omnipotent? Don't worry, after today, the name Cosimo Griffin will no longer be heard in Ronan City."
For someone standing at the pinnacle like him,
people like Dirk Carter are undoubtedly ants.
But he didn't know that sometimes, the power of ants is unimaginable.
Thump, thump, thump.
A series of urgent knocks sounded at the door.
Then, the door was pushed open.
Afou rushed in again, panting heavily.
"Afou, how many times have I told you, be calm and composed in your work, why can't you learn?"
Elroy Hayes said, somewhat displeased.
Afou swallowed, inhaled deeply,
and said, "Chairman, young master, downstairs... downstairs... President Zechariah is here."
Upon hearing that,
Draven Hayes suddenly stood up.
Asked, "President Zechariah? Which one? Dorothy Zechariah?"
Afou nodded.
