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Knowing Finleys nature, he wont be able to resist her
And that womans no saint either theyll hit it off immediately.
Kingsley checked his watch.
Its getting late, Dylan.
We should go
Dylan stood up, feeling relieved.
Thank goodness you came with me, Mr. Baldwin.
What seemed like a huge problem got solved just like that it feels great.
Natasha stood up as well and gave Kingsley a meaningful look.
Mr. Baldwin, its so late.
Why don’t you stay here in West End for the night? What about me, Madam Vostokoff? Dylan joked.
The warmth drained from Natashas smile as she said flatly, Mr. Garner, I think youd be more comfortable heading back to South City.
My place is a little too modest to host you.
Dylan was stunned but then shook his head with a forced laugh.
The difference in treatment was truly something else.
Mr. Baldwin, would you like to stay? Dylan asked Kingsley.
In his view, since Natasha was being so forward, Kingsley might as well stay and enjoy himself with her. Though Natashas intentions were not innocent, Kingsley had nothing to lose he could have a passionate night with the infamous black widow and gain closer ties with West End.
Kingsley just felt a headache coming on.
While Natasha had been dropping hints all night; Lauren and Francesca had been bombarding his phone with messages
Hence, he had no interest in anything happening with Natasha.
After Kingsley and Dylan left, Natasha called out to the hallway, You can all come in now.
West Ends top fighters, who had been waiting outside, immediately entered the conference room
Madam, are you really going to ally with South City against Northern District? Antonio Torres, an elderly man with graying facial hair asked.
Yes, Natasha replied seriously.
We almost fell for Atlass scheme
If it werent for Kingsley, who came with Dylan and opened my eyes, West End might have been in danger
Antonio was a highly respected figure in West End, and he scoffed.
In my opinion, Dylan and Kingsley probably don’t have good intentions either.
Every organization in Jayrodales underworld is just waiting for others to fall so they can take over.
Natasha waved dismissively.
Antonio, thats unfair.
That pretty boy isnt just good looking- his insight and knowledge are extraordinary.
More importantly, Dylan accidentally revealed that Kingsley was the one who killed Griffin.
don’t you think theres more to this young man than meets the eye?
Antonio trembled in anger as he exclaimed in disbelief, That pretty boy is stick thin! How could he possibly take down Griffin? It must be Dylan spreading smoke and mirrors
Natasha smirked with a shake of her head.
I doubt it.
Kingsley has already proven himself at the Weller residence.
He faced off against their senior fighter and walked away unscathed
How many people do you think could manage that? Antonio fell silent, his brow furrowing in thought. Someone spoke up, But Madam, the Northern District is incredibly powerful.
We were better off staying neutral allying with Dylans South City is practically declaring war on Atlas.
I thought the same way before, Natasha replied.
But Kingsley was right Atlas is ambitious and cunning.
If we do nothing while he takes down Dylan, West End will be next on his list.
Antonio voiced his concerns, Thats true, but Northern District isnt just Atlas theres also Finley.
How confident can we be even with South Citys help? Natasha smiled mysteriously and said casually, Everyone, get some rest.
don’t worry about our chances.
Just trust me.
Kingsley really opened my eyes tonight.
His strategic mind is truly terrifying! Antonio frowned, noticing Natashas flushed cheeks and subtle allure
Madam, youve been single for years… you’re not actually interested in that pretty boy, are you? Natashas blush deepened as she snapped, Antonio, arent you overstepping? Besides, as a widow running this massive West End operation do you know how much pressure I’m under ? Is it really too much to have some fun with a man I like ? Antonio cleared his throat awkwardly.
Madam, we understand your position.
But someone of your status can have fun; just don’t get serious.
Kingsley might be clever and have some combat skills, but hes a nobody.
You deserve at least a prominent familys son or a powerful leader.
The other executives chimed in
Exactly! Madam, your status demands someone from our level, someone worthy of West End .
What if I just happen to like Kingsley? Natasha purred with aradiant smile.
Antonio scoffed heavily.
If he wants into your bed, that boy better bring something valuable to West End.
A pretty face and smooth talk arent enough
Enough, you all look pathetic, Natasha said in frustration.
I really did want to get him into bed tonight, but the damned boy kept refusing me it was almost humiliating.
Antonio stroked his beard and sneered.
Young people these days think theyre so clever.
Hes probably just playing hard to get, like some social media dating strategy.
Its ridiculous.
Natasha yawned lazily and said, Alright, get some rest I’m tired too
We have important business tomorrow, and will be there.
I’ll see if I can get him to warm up to me then
Antonio and the others could only force awkward laughs before quickly departing.
They knew Natasha treated her subordinates well and was fiercely loyal
Combined with her exceptional combat skills and leadership, she maintained firm control over West End, but she was still a woman and a straightforward one at that, sometimes even more straightforward than the toughest men.
This often left older members like Antonio at a loss for words.
Meanwhile, in the Northern District, a subordinate entered Atlass office to report.
Mr. Giordano, our men watched until dawn, but Dylan and Kingsley never left West Ends headquarters. Atlas extinguished his cigar and scoffed.
Natasha must have let them out through the set tunnels.
Damn it, it looks like Kingsley has convinced her to ally with Dylan.
Should we proceed with the assassination attempts on Dylan and Kingsley, Mr. Giordano ? the subordinate asked.
Atlas waved dismissively.
Dylan will be on high alert, so sending assassins would be suicide.
As for Kingsley, I don’t know his true capabilities yet.
Well hold off to avoid tipping our hand.
The subordinate sneered
He looks like a weakling to me just a smooth talker with a pretty face. Give me a few good men, and I’ll take care of him for you.
Atlas laughed coldly.
You fool.
Though I havent gauged his strength yet, youd just get yourself killed. Our priority is taking down either West End or South City first.
Once I control Jayrodales underworld, that boy will be at my mercy.
The subordinate flushed red
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