Chapter 132: Butterfly Resting on a Rose

"Hank Finn..."

Yvonne Finley murmured softly. In her mind, she pictured the man who sat behind the screen in that shop, like a cruel and ruthless despot.

She actually knew about the ZJ Family.

This family was not like the typical domestic conglomerate. Their interests were far Vaster, their reach more profound. Coupled with some differences in foreign laws, many families found opportunities to grow stronger and more potent. In addition to their official and legal enterprises, a majority of the ZJ Family's dealings hovered in the grey zones; arms trafficking, drugs, illicit trading of cultural artifacts, and so forth.

Unfortunately.

No one could curb the strength of the family Mr. Hank had built.

Even, nominally, the foreign government had to save face for them.

That was what made this person terrifying.

No one could hinder him.

They say.

This Hank Finn, Mr. Hank, was just approaching his prime years now.

He was very young.