Chapter 402: Sold informations
The short, bald man led Penny to a small private room where she sat alone. The room was small, with a wide table and long, curved seats, separated by partitions. Penny glanced at the door, wondering if someone would come in. However, she soon realized that wasn’t how this place operated.
"Quite bold for a woman to come here alone," a voice spoke from behind her, resonating in the small room.
Glancing over her shoulder, she saw why the seats had partitions and why the space was so confined. She didn’t dwell on it and turned her attention forward.
"I want to know about Patricia Miller," she said directly. "Can you do that?"
"You want to know her affiliation with the Pierson family?"
Penny raised a brow, the corner of her mouth lifting slightly. "You do know a lot."
"It’s our business, Miss Penelope," the man replied. "Information is our business. Isn’t that why you’re here? Or rather, we had to make sure we impress you so you do not fight us in this market as well."
Penny smirked in amusement. "I have no plans to enter your market, rest assured."
"Very well. That put our hearts at a lot of ease," said the person in the other private room right next to hers. "So? Is that your only request?"
"One hour," she responded, giving him a clear ultimatum. "I want answers in an hour. Otherwise, my offers are off the table."
With that, Penny picked up her purse and stood. She glanced briefly at the partition, unable to make out any details of the person on the other side. Without idling, she stepped out, noticing a few men guarding the private room next to hers.
’Impressive,’ she thought as she walked away without looking back.