Placing some more scrambled eggs on my plate, Ace’s left hand went back to my knee as he shrugged. “I don’t mind some paperwork. I won’t change my rules for anyone. Don’t forget they’re also interested in working with us. Yes, they’re big, but nothing compared to the Valencians. So, if they want to do business with Valencian Corp, they’ll have to do it our way.”

They were talking about a Russian company who wanted to expand their business more in the US. Their first choice was to go for the Valencian Corp. As they could bring huge money to the company, Arthur didn’t want to let them go. And the project they were interested in collaborating with us would require half a billion dollars of investment. So, a small mistake could lead to a big loss.

And the worst thing was, Arthur was going to handle it.

I didn’t have a slight faith in this man.

His jaw ticked, but being wise, he kept quiet before Ace. And my Mr. Valencian was too busy feeding me more fruits to notice his uncle’s discreet rebel.

Suddenly, Antonio’s words rang into my head.

Why didn’t I think of it before?

Who could it be other than him? He was doing illegal businesses behind Ace’s back. He threatened Sierra with her life to hide a secret of his. There could be a vast possibility of him being the enemy inside the house.

But… would he be foolish enough to go against Ace and join hands with Antonio?

I didn’t know. The only person who could answer my question was Liza.

Someone forced her to put those drugs in Caleb’s car. Maybe it was him. Maybe he threatened Liza, just like he did to Sierra.

I have to find out. And for that, I need to see Liza.

“If that’s what you want. I’ll talk to them once more about our conversation. Let’s see what their opinion is on it.” Arthur wiped the corners of his mouth with his napkin.

Ace nodded. “Great. And please make sure you’re present at the meeting with the Arabs today. I can’t attend since I have a private meeting with De Sylvano.”

That had my attention. Meeting with the Arabs? Means that red witch would be at the office again?

When I asked Matt about her visit to the office the other day, he said she had come to complete some paperwork regarding a project. And as we were working together now, the Arabs would be coming for meetings and conferences frequently.

I pressed my lips. I had another problem to solve today.

“Ace, I can’t eat more. I’m full!” I complained when he put some more pancakes on my plate.