Chapter 982: On the Same Page as Candice Yancey

Outside The Ninth Institute, Amadeus Yancey had just finished dealing with his affairs.

Sadam Vinson and Brian Bonette were also there, and the three of them made plans to find a clubhouse nearby to drink tea.

The light flower tea was just served, with its fragrance filling the air. The men leaned casually against the leather sofa behind them, their postures languid and at ease, holding phones, seemingly checking messages.

Sadam Vinson originally wanted to organize a drinking party, but was dragged to drink tea instead by a vote of two to one. He had no interest in tea culture, lifting the delicate small teacup as if to chug it down, gulped it in one go, then thunked the cup back onto the table, waiting for the tea master in traditional costumes to brew him another.