Chapter 827
Mira and her group’s hotel wasn’t far from Wall Street. It was only about a three-mile drive away.
Hank Whitlock led the way. Vaughn, the man guiding them, was someone Hank had arranged and also served as the head of their security detail for this trip.
Vaughn was of Asian descent, though clearly not from Mavaria. Everyone just heard Hank call him by his first name. Hank hadn’t bothered to introduce his nationality or full name, and Mira’s group knew better than to pry.
When traveling abroad in mixed company, rarely did anyone use their real identity anyway.
“I’m no stranger to this area. I was here a couple of years ago p>
Hank remarked as they walked.
“Did you make any trades the last time you visited p>
Owen Lance asked with a smile.
“How could I resist once I was here p>
“And how did that turn out p>
“Hahaha p>
Before Hank could answer, Vaughn burst into laughter.
As they walked, Mira and the others stared at the two men, their eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Hank’s gaze darted away defensively. “Seriously, Vaughn? Do you have nothing better to do?
That’s all in the past. Why stir up old gossip p>
Vaughn brushed him off completely. “What’s wrong with sharing a little history as a learning experience for everyone?
Unless, of course, you did something shameful p>
Vaughn looked downright conspiratorial, his dark eyes shifting mischievously as his thick beard twitched.
“You! If you keep spouting nonsense, I won’t hold back p>
Hank wasn’t bluffing; he was genuinely annoyed. The others broke a slight sweat for Vaughn. After all, he was a subordinate operating under Hank’s orders.
Despite Hank’s polished, harmless exterior, he was by no means a pushover.
Surprisingly, Vaughn wasn’t intimidated in the slightest. “Oh! Did you actually do something shameful p>
Hank snapped. He threw a punch squarely at Vaughn’s face, but the man narrowly dodged, letting the blow land on his back instead.
“Ouch p>
Vaughn reached back to rub his shoulder. “Just a joke, man. Why’d you hit so hard p>
“I told you to quit talking nonsense p>
Hank shot him a sideways glare.
“Hank, why are you hitting him? What exactly did you do that’s so secretive p>
Owen, usually a man of few words, chimed in.
“Man, why are you turning on me, too p>
Hank looked bewildered.
“We’re all friends here. How is this turning on you?
I’m just saying, the more you hide it, the more curious everyone gets p>
Friends, my foot, Hank thought. There were plenty of assistants and bodyguards present.
“Owen, I haven’t offended you lately, have I p>
Hank asked, utterly confused.
“Then why did you book us a room with twin beds p>
Owen lowered his voice to a murmur.
“Ah, that. It wasn’t on purpose, I swear! I’ll never do it again, hahaha p>
Hank quickly put some distance between himself and Owen.
Now it was Owen’s turn to issue a threat. “Just you wait p>
After sharing a laugh, the group continued their tour of Wall Street.
“What kind of street is this? It totally doesn’t match the grand reputation of Wall Street p>
Wesley Langdon commented.
It looked to be just over thirty feet
wide, flanked by towering
skyscrapers that blocked out the
sup entirely The lack of light made the narrow street feel dark, cramped, and oppressive.
Seeing Mira frown, Owen asked, “Do you find it too run-down and gloomy p>
Mira offered a helpless smile. “It’s just not what I pictured p>
Before the trip, Mira had read up on
Wall Street. She knew it was
technically a short, narrow strip, but
as the financial heart of
the
Javenaire Federation, she assumed it would exude a unique,
awe-inspiring grandeur.
She just hadn’t expected… this.
“Its aged look is exactly what proves its deep historical roots and continuous evolution.
These old streets and buildings
testament to its enduring vitalita
Otherwise, they would have
relocated or torn it down to rebuild ages ago p>
Before long, the majestic and imposing sculpture of the Charging Bull came into view.
“Wow! There’s the famous bronze bull p>
Harvey Rivers exclaimed out of habit. “Mira, let’s grab a photo with it for good luck p>
Mira was thrilled and started forward, only to be yanked back by Owen. “You are only taking a picture with me p>
He shot Harvey a warning glare.