Chapter 841

In Frederick's room. John sat in an old-fashioned armchair, his brows slightly furrowed as he regarded Frederick. "Have you settled things with the local authorities?" "The mountain trail and tourist zone construction are fully funded by the Fuller Group. The officials get political credit without lifting a finger. If we can't even get that sorted, what's the point of keeping all those people on payroll?" Frederick's tone lacked the usual politeness he maintained when Jane was around, now that he was alone with John. Besides, John's sudden visit tonight ostensibly to discuss the Fuller Group's investment in the tourist development was clearly just an excuse. His sharp, refined features remained expressionless as he met John's gaze. "Just say what you mean, big brother. No need to beat around the bush." John stood up, casually snatching the neatly folded blanket from Frederick's bed. Pressing a fist to his lips, he coughed lightly. "The mountain nights get chilly. At my age, I feel the