France, Paris.
In an open-air luxury club, two impeccably dressed men are seated, exuding an extraordinary demeanor.
Skyler Jones leaned back in his chair, looked at the person opposite him, with a slight worry in his expression, and said faintly, "It seems that the Hope City project is not so easy to win..."
Howard Geoffrey, similarly reclining, appeared calm with a glass in hand, unlike Skyler's concern, his face showing no change whatsoever.
Skyler furrowed his brows, "I've always found this matter strange... Robinson has always been good with you, and when he negotiated with me in Y City, there were no issues. But last night at the bidding party, according to the numbers he previously gave me, I ended up tying with 'Gobea'. Something's definitely off here."
