Chapter 187

Quentin added, "You were planning to lease that land anyway, just through a bidding process. The outcome's going to be the same, so why not work together instead?" What an outrageous request. That land covered roughly 1.54 square miles. It was not enormous, but the geographical location was unbeatable. There was no question about it—bidding was the best way. Quentin continued, "In return, we'll give you 1% of the resort's annual revenue. Consider it our sign of sincerity." Matthew laced his fingers loosely, eyeing the man in front of him. He had clearly underestimated this so-called good-for-nothing. He had assumed Quentin only knew how to party. It turned out that he had some capabilities. And his ambition ran even deeper. "What do you think, Mr Dawson?" "We've already started the official bidding process for that plot of land," Matthew replied. Quentin clicked his tongue as he rested his chin on one hand. "The Dawson family is known for keeping their word, or was the so-call