Chapter 636

Stephen said, “By the way, I had a drink with Mr. Garner recently. I’ve asked him to look out for things concerning my business in South City, and Mr. Garner didn’t hesitate; he agreed right away.”

His words were dripping with arrogance as if he thought being friends with Dylan made him a big deal.

Kenneth sneered, “Andrew, do you see just how powerful Mr. Brunner is? He controls both the legal and underground worlds. He’s on a first-name basis with underground bosses. What do you have in front of Mr. Brunner? What are you going to play at? The only thing you can play is with your life!”

Andrew did not respond to him, but instead, he looked at Stephen and smiled. “Mr. Brunner knows Dylan, huh? You and Dylan are friends, right?”

With a puff of pride, Stephen responded, “That’s right. Mr. Garner and I are that close. But you, little punk, you’re just someone I’ll deal with. You’re not even worth my time to call him for.”

Andrew replied, “That’s perfect, then. Since you two are close, I’ll just call Dylan over and have him handle this situation.”

Stephen paused, then burst into laughter. “You’re a fool. You actually think you can call Dylan? Do you really think you’re Jayrodale’s underground king?”

Andrew’s tone was calm as he said, “You’re right about one thing. I am the underground king of Jayrodale.”

With that, Andrew picked up his phone and dialed Dylan.

“Mr. Lloyd, what can I do for you?” Dylan’s voice was polite and respectful as soon as the call connected.

Andrew said lightly, “You know Stephen Brunner, right?”

Dylan replied, “The head of Glorious Pharmaceuticals? This guy’s been trying to suck up to me for years, sending me tens of millions every year. I treat him like a lapdog—gave him a little respect, had drinks with him a couple of times.”

Andrew said, “Perfect. Come to Glorious Pharmaceuticals. Your pal here is calling for a little trouble. I think you’re the best person to handle it.”

Dylan sounded alarmed, his voice shaking. “Wait, what? What’s happening now? Mr. Lloyd, I’ll be there in no time. I’m going to deal with this little bastard myself!”

Andrew hung up the phone with a smirk.

Stephen sneered, “What an impressive act. Do you actually think I’ll fall for it? If you actually manage to call Mr. Garner, I’ll be at your beck and call!”

He could not believe Andrew, a low-level Rhodes Corporation’s Pharmaceutical Division member, could have any real connection to Dylan, someone at the top of the underground world.

Dylan and Natasha, the big players, could pull the strings at the highest level—people like Stephen were just careful to stay on their good side. To think that someone like Andrew could claim to be friends with them? It was laughable.

Aspen warned, “Mr. Brunner, Andrew’s ties to underground figures like Dylan and Natasha are real. You’d better not take him lightly.”

Stephen waved her off, unconcerned. “Ms. Aspen, don’t worry. Even if he knows Mr. Garner, it wouldn’t matter much. I send Mr. Garner billions every year. Our relationship is ironclad—far stronger than anything he could even dream of.”

Though he did send a substantial amount of money to South City each year, it was only a few tens of millions. Yet, Stephen exaggerated it to make himself sound more impressive.