Rodney's smile turned cold. "So, you ladies aren't here to pay respect, but to collect a debt?"

"If that's how you want to see it," Aspen replied, finally turning to face him.

Christina said diplomatically, "Mr. Sanford, we had a billion-dollar deal with the Northern District. When Atlas met his unfortunate end, that money vanished. Since Dean is now with your academy, we're hoping you can help us recover our investment."

She explained the situation with a composed and respectful tone, assuming Rodney would act reasonably now that the facts were clear.

However, Rodney looked at her contemptuously and sneered, "They call you the Ice Queen CEO of Jayrodale, supposedly brilliant and beautiful. But I see you're just a pretty face without any real substance."

Christina's face flushed with anger. "Mr. Sanford, what exactly are you implying?"

Rodney laughed coldly. "You marched in here with this mob demanding money. Do you really think the Madblade Martial Academy is some common e