Even so, Franklyn was still mindful enough to offer up his seat.


    “Boss, please sit over here.


    ”


    Caleb did a double take, thinking he had misheard Franklyn.


    It was his turn to stare at Hannah in shock.


    It wasn’t until she had settled in the chair that the truth finally hit him.


    So, she was the real boss of this gambling house?


    “Miss Moore… So, you are the boss of this ce.


    I must admit, I never imagined… If I had known beforehand, we would have never chosen this establishment.


    ”


    Bryson had told him that he was willing to concede anything and everything, no matter how big or small, when it came to Hannah.


    After giving it some thought, Caleb finally said, “We agree with the conditions previously set.


    ”


    “Conditions?” Hannah asked, visibly confused.


    Franklyn’s expression shifted at her words, but before he could interject, she continued, “Do remind me what these conditions are.


    ”


    Caleb was a little dumbfounded.


    Wasn’t she the one who had proposed those terms in the first ce?


    Despite his bewilderment, he obliged and cited the conditions that had been brought up before.


    “Homing will give up control over Valmere, and 25% of the previous profits will be handed over to you as rental fees.


    ”


    Hannah sneered, her voice turning cold as she asked, “And what, pray tell, are you renting from me?”


    A tense silence filled the room.


    Hannah tapped one finger on the arm of her chair.


    “Answer me, Franklyn.


    ”


    Franklyn was not used to being spoken to like this.N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    He had been the boss most of the time.


    However, he was feeling intimidated at the moment.


    So much so, in fact, that his knees turned weak.


    Still, he needed to answer before Hannah got even angrier.


    “Boss… It’s my fault.


    Please punish me ording to our rules!”