Rosalind looked at the man wearing a hat sitting opposite her.
Pratt.
Mr. Rey Pratt was one of the four Quarter Masters that will soon dominate all the continent's merchant companies. The man might not look like it with his black hat and shabby clothing but his mind was different when it comes to business.
"Though I am interested to know how are you going to treat someone who had a black curse since they were born, I am more interested to know where you got the information about my child."
Rosalind pursed her lips. Despite his appearance, Pratt was not only cruel but also very sharp.
She had a few encounters with him in the past and that would always end with her in a tight position. It wasn't something that she wanted to have.
