Chatting over Dinner

"What's there to think about?"

All attention went to Ren when he spoke.

Ren didn't mind the gazes in his direction and chugged a glass of wine in one gulp. "Sumeri Richers, a pro gamer in Clash of Guilds." Ren knew who she was since the woman was a popular player in her days. He often saw her face and Scar's on magazines and billboards.

"If you have the talent in gaming, then use it in COVENANT. Earn big and buy back your hotels. As simple as that."

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Sumeri laughed a little. "It's not that simple."

"It is. All things are easy if they are done willingly. You just lack the resolve."

There was silence for a moment, and Leonel didn't know where to put his eyes. Ren was being sarcastic again. "H-Hoi, Ren . . ."

Sumeri's smile dropped, and she faced Ren with a serious expression. "It's just a game, and I can't earn that big amount enough to buy back our company. I need billions."