"Looks like Secretary Lowell's two guests tonight carry quite some weight."
Dirk Carter said.
Brent Lowell grinned and gave a slight smile.
He said, "Weighty or not, there's still a first-come, first-served order, isn't there? So, Secretary General Carter, I really must apologize—I'll have to excuse myself first. If I don't have anything important tomorrow morning, I'll drop by your place."
After throwing down these words,
Brent Lowell stood up.
The whole point of this trip had been to sound out Dirk Carter.
Now that things had developed to this stage, he felt he'd already seen through Dirk Carter's bottom line.
Sticking around any longer was pointless.
Just then,
Dirk Carter snorted coldly. "Secretary Lowell, I advise you to still come with us. I'm not a patient man by nature. If you make me wait till tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be willing."
