Travis leaned back in his high-backed leather chair, a slight smirk playing on his lips as one of his subordinates handed him the folder. The crisp sound of the paper seemed to echo in his spacious office, a stark contrast to the stillness that surrounded him.

　　"Is this what I think it is?" Travis asked, thumbing through the documents with a practiced nonchalance.

　　"Confirmed. Blake Ward's deal for the Oakwood Estate fell through. He's out of the game," replied ...