Nathan acknowledged him with a nod and a gesture to take a seat.


    “Mr.


    Gomez, please understand the formalities here.


    ”


    Nathan raised his eyebrows, signaling Fletcher to brew a pot of coffee.


    Given the inherent opposition between the National Security Bureau and Everett’s business, any interaction had to be handled with discretion.


    Nathan had therefore arranged for Everett to be discreetly invited by Fletcher, managing the delicate dynamics of their rtionship.


    “It’s an honor to be invited by you, regardless of the circumstances,”


    Everett responded graciously.


    Half an hourter, Fletcher returned, setting down freshly brewed coffee for Nathan and Everett.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.


    Everett took his cup, gently blew away the steam, and after a sip, his face lit up with approval.


    “Ah, Fletcher makes excellent coffee.


    A few days with you and I’m spoiled!”


    Nathan, with a yful glint in his eyes, joked, “Perhaps I should send Fletcher over to your ce to do some investigation for a few days? He could take the opportunity to show your men a thing or two about coffee while he’s there.


    ”


    Fletcher, caught off guard, eximed, “Mr.


    Payne!”


    He was not keen on the idea.


    The thought of mingling with the entric characters in Everett’s circle was far from appealing.


    Everett, aware of his own notoriety, chuckled and remarked, “Let’s forget that idea.


    If you send Fletcher over to my ce, those out of the loop might suspect I’m up to no good again.


    It could even make my people jittery -imagine them getting paranoid even during a casual game of cards! Besides, with the National Security Bureau keeping tabs on me, it could stir up unnecessary panic among my ranks.


    ”


    The three men shared augh and then moved on from the subject.


    Nathan’s expression soon turned serious.


    He gestured for Fletcher to fetch a stack of documents from his desk and ce them before Everett.


    Everett skimmed through the documents, his demeanor shifting as he grasped the contents.


    Looking up, he sought rification.


    “Mr.


    Payne… What exactly are you proposing?”


    Nathan spoke in a measured tone.


    “We’ve had fruitful cooperation thus far Mr.


    Gomez, I find you to be a trustworthy partner.


    I’d like you to gradually assume control of the Payne Group’s milk powder division.


    What are your thoughts?”


    He casually spun a piece of paper between his fingers, tapping a section with his finger.


    “If you agree, you can sign here.


    ”


    With that, Nathan leaned back on the sofa, sipping his coffee with an air of nonchnce about Everett’s decision.


    However, Everett was visibly moved, his hands trembling as he held the contract.


    The opportunity to coborate with the Payne Group was more significant than he had anticipated.


    Carefully reviewing the contract again, he sought confirmation.


    “Are you truly open to this partnership?”


    Nathan’s response was a subtle nod, his gaze intense.


    “Mr.


    Gomez, should you have any reservations, feel free to express them,”


    Nathan added.


    Without hesitation, Everett responded eagerly, “I am willing!”