Clayton Xavier smiled and exchanged a look with Adrian Hawthorne. The distance between them seemed to shrink, replaced by the kind of unspoken understanding shared only by sharp minds.
"In that case, I'll visit a few more factories and see if I can drum up some more orders. But are you sure you can guarantee the supply?"
Adrian Hawthorne said firmly, "Of course. As long as you can get the orders, I can guarantee any quantity."
'The bolder the man, the bigger the harvest.' He had faith in Mad Lord's abilities.
Clayton Xavier finally felt at ease. Then, he remembered something else. "Director Wood said he needs official invoices for the accounting department. What should we do about that?"
