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Isaac, whose emotions had been shaken a little, a little, opened his mouth with the usual stiffness. I shouldn't have let this little thing slow me down. I always needed to be alert when I was with Felix.

The opponent was Felix Felice, a world-class arms dealer and mafia, and the notorious Felix wouldn't have dragged himself all the way here because he was bored. I told him to take a rest like he had nothing to do, but.

"We're ready for the banquet on deck. Will you eat something when it calms down a little?”

But Felix didn't rush to the point. Isaac shook his head.

"Thank you, but I'm afraid it's going to be difficult today."

"Well, that's true.

It was ridiculous to put something in my stomach after pouring vomit like that. Felix wrinkled his eyebrows because he felt unfair that his plan went down the drain. Then he opened his mouth with a sense of unavoidableness.

"Crap, I thought I'd bring it up in a good mood, but it's in vain.”

Nervously narrowing his brows, he murmured irritably. Then Tony, who was waiting from behind as he picked his hand without looking back, approached quickly and held out the document.

Taking out the contents of the luxurious envelope, Felix snapped the documents down on the tea table. The papers were directed at Isaac.

"…what is it, this."

"Agreement."

Felix's monotonous voice had no highs and lows. His expression is also very perfunctory, as if he had ever looked at himself pitifully. Add sharp eyes to that, and the air quickly tightens.

I even felt nauseated by the tension going up and down my spine. Isaac quietly read the documents that had been handed out to him without making any noise. However, his expression is bound to solidify as he tries to capture every single letter in his eyes.

"I want to sign a proper contract with you. As you can see from the reading, everything you've presented remains unchanged."