His words were very domineering, indirectly showcasing the financial prowess of the Heavenly Dragon Group, as if money was of no consequence, and whatever they desired was obtained without reason.
Crossley Gibson was left speechless by his statement, and Alin, standing nearby, silently praised the man's charisma.
Wealthy men indeed exude style and presence, especially someone like Nathan Johnson, who captivated with just a glance.
"Mr. Johnson..." After a long pause, Crossley Gibson regained her voice, furrowing her brows, hesitating for a long while before finally gathering the courage to ask, "I want to ask you, does your boss know?"
"Hmm?" Nathan Johnson initially raised an eyebrow in confusion, noticing the conflicted expression on the woman's face, then suddenly understood, "…Miss Gibson, you thought this contract was arranged by my boss!?"
