Chapter 977: The First Snow Cleanses All Sins
Davy Lloyd vanished from sight.
Caroline Edwin roamed around the teaching building and finally arrived at the brightly lit principal's office.
The interior of the principal's office was decorated with understated luxury, featuring sofas made of good leather—genuine leather, to be precise—next to which stood a shelf displaying an expensive vase.
"Ned, your private club has excellent privacy, I thank you for your cooperation over the years, and I hope we can continue in the future," she said.
The portly principal chuckled as he rose from his seat, walked over to the shelf, took out a bottle of sealed red wine, along with two goblets, and poured six-part full glasses of wine.
Principal Webb raised his glass, "Here's to you, to the long-lasting friendship of our brotherhood, and to prospering together in harmony."
The man called Ned was, in fact, the owner of the private club, tall and skinny with dark skin, and somewhat balding.