Chapter 273

Even Spencer didn't expect Dane to bring up the Kryshenko Group so bluntly. For a split second, he froze. "What exactly are you implying, Mr. Howard?" Spencer's eyebrows drew together as he spoke, his voice edged with cold sharpness. Across the table, Dane set down his utensils and casually wiped his mouth with a napkin. "The steak's decent. The wine could've been better." Spencer didn't respond. He simply stared at Dane, trying to figure out what this man was playing at. He thought, "Who exactly is he?" Then, Dane finally dropped the cavalier act and straightened his posture, tone turning serious. "Mr. Tiernan, I know you've been investigating Kryshenko Group, looking into the truth behind your parents' deaths. I'm guessing your people figured out who I was the day I arrived in Jeritho." Spencer's voice remained cold. "So what's your point?" Dane swirled the wine in his glass, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "What if we talk about a different kind of partners