Chapter 876

Jim wore a polite smile as he spoke respectfully, "Ms. Spencer, there seems to be a misunderstanding. We're simply following the rules of the black market." Upon hearing that, Helen decided not to pursue the matter further. Meanwhile, Chandler grew increasingly uneasy. Eventually, they all agreed to head to Mike's location together. Despite being designated as the administrative hub of the black market, Mike's place resembled more of a theater stage. The area was brightly illuminated by overhead lights, with tables and chairs arranged in a haphazard fashion below. Surprisingly, there wasn't a single spectator in sight. Mike was seated on a wooden chair on the stage, dressed in a red cowboy attire that echoed the spirit of the Old West. He was remarkably handsome; even with his eyes closed, he radiated a timeless allure. As they stopped in front of the stage, Jim approached respectfully and announced, "Mr. Flores, Ms. Spencer has arrived." Mike slowly opened his eyes, his brows r