The room was silent. Nathaniel pursed his lips and asked tentatively.

“I can be your spy. I know more or less what’s going on at the Old Master’s place.”

Mitchell could not help but cough in the back.

“Young Master Nathaniel, no one knows better than the President with what’s going on with the Old Master…”

Nathaniel’s heart trembled. It looked like Old Master Ferguson had no chance of winning at all.

No wonder Eric did not care about Nathaniel’s surrender.

Nathaniel’s throat bobbed. He pau