“Hayden…it’s Silva…” Luka hissed close to us in warning.
Hayden’s face immediately turned into an unreadable mask as he turned to face our next group of guests. The opening night is proving to be very intense already. I hadn’t forgotten that one of Hayden’s objectives on this cruise was to negotiate with the boss of Silva and now people from Silva were standing right in front of us.
A middle-aged man with a pot belly stood in front of us along with his men. Is this the head of Silva?
“Who are you?” Hayden asked bluntly.
I guess…this man isn’t the head of Silva?
“The name’s Brook. I’m here on behalf of the boss to represent Silva,” the man said as he tried to hold his ground against Hayden.
Hayden let out a soft chuckle before his face reverted to an unreadable mask once more.
“Hmm…I guess it was my bad to expect any good manners from the boss of Silva,” Hayden said as he shrugged his shoulder.
