It was over.
He'd been caught red-handed!
Morr's body immediately trembled.
Then he slowly turned around.
Russell approached slowly with a cup of hot coffee, smiling. "Tell me, Young Master Moore, what exactly are you doing?"
Morr stared at that sinister old queer. The more he looked, the more the man resembled a ruthless murderer and an utterly perverted sex fiend.
Morr swallowed.
Countless excuses flashed through his mind.
But they immediately felt pale and powerless.
He shrank back slightly. "You definitely wouldn't believe me if I said I was ordering takeout. Actually, this young master was spying on all your company's secrets. You should be honored."
"Understandable."
Russell smiled faintly and held out his hand. "You've been busy all day. You must be tired. Have some coffee."
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Morr accepted the coffee in a daze. Was this guy an idiot?
Russell said, "You've seen the power of my company's products. In three days, I'll begin charging across the board. Before long, my company's market value will reach an astonishing figure."
"And you..."
"Wanting to steal trade secrets is only reasonable. I forgive you."
After a pause, Russell added, "Drink your coffee."
Morr brought the coffee to his lips and secretly pondered.
Wanting to make money did make perfect sense.
Russell watched Morr's sexy lips draw close to the coffee. He felt a pang of regret, but his smile deepened.
"I've decided."
Morr suddenly set down the cup. "I'll personally try out your company's equipment."
"If this thing is truly that miraculous, I can consider persuading my family to invest in you."
Morr secretly gritted his teeth. Invest in your ass.
If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch its cubs?
"Oh?"
Russell suddenly gave a strange smile. "That would indeed be the best of both worlds."