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Fifteen minutes later, William Cole appeared in a small manor behind the casino.

The manor wasn't very big, but it was fully equipped. When William Cole arrived at the manor, a banquet had already been laid out, waiting for him to sit down.

Jim Brews had shed his rugged outfit and was instead wearing a cheongsam, looking like a beautiful woman from the south of China, waiting for William Cole with a folding fan in hand.

Seeing William Cole approaching, Jim Brews smiled and said, "The humble woman pays her respects to Lord Cole."

Compared to the fierce Rakshasa woman in the casino just before, she was as gentle as a fairy.

William Cole looked at her indifferently, "Speak, what business do you have with me?"

"Lord Cole, truth be told, my master has no ill intentions towards you," Jim Brews said with a blooming smile and a soft southern charm, covering her mouth as she laughed. "My master hopes to bury the hatchet with you, to cooperate and achieve mutual wins."