“Franco, please enter,” came the request, eading Leon down the corridor’s expanse. At the termination


    of the corridory the grandest chamber, an assembly trembling beneath Leno’s unspoken influence.


    A sense of unease prevailed, and their anticipation of his intentions remained veiled.


    Têxt belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    Although this establishment fell under Dgend’s dominion, it received minimal oversight from Leon, as


    his adoptive father personally supervised its operations.


    Nn Craig, its overseer, tentatively approached the forefront.


    “Franco, your visit is an honor. What brings you here?”


    Their salutations persisted from the days when they referred to Leon by a different name.


    Stepping around the tea table, Leon settled into a seat, surveying the gathering with scrutiny.


    “Simply paying a visit”


    “It’s been quite a while since Franco graced us with his presence.”


    “Rhys, bring forth thetest financial records. Franco intends to peruse them,”manded Nn.


    Promptly, the records were presented, respectfully positioned before Leon.


    Leon’s fingers danced over the pages until his gaze alighted upon the financial figures.


    “Franco, are the recent gains to your satisfaction?”


    “The profits aremendable.”


    A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y


    Having reviewed the records, Leon lowered his gaze, closing the ledger. Secretly, he longed to shutter


    this ce. Since embarking on his medical studies, he had sought to dismantle this sordid enterprise.


    His adoptive father, however, insisted on its continuation due to its lucrative returns.


    Procuring goods at a minimal cost and reaping substantial profits upon resale constituted their modus


    operandi.


    Leon had contemted ventures like casinos, nightclubs, or even narcotics trade, but he categorically


    dismissed the notion of involving himself in the reprehensible practice of organ trafficking, a venture


    incongruent with his ethicalpass.


    Nn anticipated Leon’smendation for his adept management upon perusing the ount book.


    To his dismay, Leon’s lips tightened in silence, triggering Nn’s unease to intensify.


    In hushed tones, a person next to Nn murmured, “Why summon Rhys with the ount book?


    Weren’t you aware Franco had advocated for the closure of this establishment?”


    “Anxiety got the better of me when I saw him,” Nn confessed.


    “Inconsequential; our leader remains adamant about its persistence.


    Regardless of Franco’s aversion, closure isn’t within his prerogative here.”


    Leon’s hand reached to his forehead, his palm massaging the contours.