'Huh? 'The Lord'? What Lord?' Harry carefully scanned the faces of everyone present, trying to figure them out…
They all nodded!
'Am I the only one who doesn't know which Lord they're talking about?' He felt a headache coming on.
Not only was he surrounded by successful people, but now a man nicknamed "Lord"—a title bestowed by General Jake himself and accepted by the other successful men—would be arriving soon. He felt like crying.
He wasn't qualified to be here! He didn't understand what they had seen in him… but he fought back the urge and looked ahead with a professional smile.
"We want to discuss the issue of land sales, don't we? And also the situation unfolding in the silver market," said Larry Presley.
"That is correct, Young Lord Larry," Baron London spoke. "First, I know these two markets very well, but the Iron Baron understands the land market better than I do, so I will proceed to explain the silver issue and leave the other to him."
The Iron Baron nodded to him.
