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Chapter 431 — Gitano Dragoneiti · Oct 11, 2026

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402 Chapter 402 — Traces of the Eternals 2026-10-11
403 Chapter 403 — Ginger’s Invitation 2026-10-11
404 Chapter 404 — The Nearly Completed Tiger Language Translator 2026-10-11
405 Chapter 405 — First Impressions of Mumbai 2026-10-11
406 Chapter 406 — Kingo 2026-10-11
407 Chapter 407 — The Eternals 2026-10-11
408 Chapter 408 — The Purpose of the Meeting? 2026-10-11
409 Chapter 409 — Insights from Brainwave Research 2026-10-11
410 Chapter 410 — Kingo’s Request 2026-10-11
411 Chapter 411 — Henry’s Requirement 2026-10-11
412 Chapter 412 — Indian Cuisine 2026-10-11
413 Chapter 413 — The Secret of the Eternals 2026-10-11
414 Chapter 414 — A Research Bottleneck 2026-10-11
415 Chapter 415 — Australia 2026-10-11
416 Chapter 416 — The Place of Seclusion 2026-10-11
417 Chapter 417 — Two Generals of the Eternals 2026-10-11
418 Chapter 418 — Diagnosis 2026-10-11
419 Chapter 419 — The Solution 2026-10-11
420 Chapter 420 — Sound-Absorbing Steel 2026-10-11
421 Chapter 421 — Vibranium Jewelry 2026-10-11
422 Chapter 422 — ’Rich and Naive, Easy Target!’ 2026-10-11
423 Chapter 423 — The Audition Invitation 2026-10-11
424 Chapter 424 — Progress on the Secret Research 2026-10-11
425 Chapter 425 — An Upgrade in Treatment 2026-10-11
426 Chapter 426 — An Unexpected Invitation 2026-10-11
427 Chapter 427 — The Mystikos Sect 2026-10-11
428 Chapter 428 — A Cannibal’s Patron 2026-10-11
429 Chapter 429 — Reporting Matters 2026-10-11
430 Chapter 430 — The Mysterious Banquet 2026-10-11
431 Chapter 431 — Gitano Dragoneiti 2026-10-11
432 Chapter 432 — The Real Game Begins 2026-10-11
433 Chapter 433 — Temptation 2026-10-11
434 Chapter 434 — The Impatient Fool 2026-10-11
435 Chapter 435 — Parting on Bad Terms 2026-10-11
436 Chapter 436 — Uneasy Days 2026-10-11
437 Chapter 437 — The Threat Emerges 2026-10-11
438 Chapter 438 — Happy Birthday 2026-10-11
439 Chapter 439 — A Problem Pressing Close 2026-10-11
440 Chapter 440 — Visiting Château du Jonchet 2026-10-11
441 Chapter 441 — Making the Request 2026-10-11
442 Chapter 442 — The Recommended Candidate 2026-10-11
443 Chapter 443 — A Private Morning Concert 2026-10-11
444 Chapter 444 — The Black-and-White Witch 2026-10-11
445 Chapter 445 — Terms of Alliance 2026-10-11
446 Chapter 446 — A Dangerous Alliance 2026-10-11
447 Chapter 447 — Givenchy’s Legacy 2026-10-11
448 Chapter 448 — Three Busy WomenNo 2026-10-11
449 Chapter 449 — Katie Earns Her Keep 2026-10-11
450 Chapter 450 — Fitting 2026-10-11

Chapter 431: Chapter 431 — Gitano Dragoneiti

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”Some people say the taste of brandy is the closest thing to the taste of fresh blood. What do you think, Mr. Brown?”

The man raised his glass, swirling the liquor with theatrical flair, sniffing it with exaggerated appreciation.

Henry ignored the pretentious display.

He lifted the glass and drank the XO cognac in one gulp—a brandy aged at least six years.

”I’ve never tasted blood,” Henry said calmly. ”So I can’t compare.”

”But I’m pretty sure whoever said that must’ve been a Froggy.”

”Because if a Rashka said it, brandy would suddenly become vodka.”

”Froggy” was an American slur referring to the French—who were stereotypically mocked for eating frogs.

”Rashka” was a mocking American-Russian hybrid pronunciation referring to Russians.

The joke amused the man across from him.

”Hahaha, quite right.”

He picked up the bottle and poured Henry another glass.

”My name is Gitano Dragoneiti. A pleasure.”

Henry stood and extended his hand.

”Henry Brown. The pleasure is mine, Mr. Dragoneiti.”

By standing, Henry subtly increased the physical distance between them again.

When people weren’t familiar with each other, overly intimate gestures often signaled hidden motives.

As the saying went:

> Excessive courtesy often hides ulterior intentions.

Dragoneiti didn’t seem offended by Henry’s caution.

He stood, shook Henry’s hand politely, and gestured for him to sit again.

”Mr. Brown has accomplished quite a few things quietly lately,” Dragoneiti said.

”Promoting digital cinema technology.

The Sony building explosion in Los Angeles.”

”You walked away with the benefits while escaping the trouble unscathed.”

”Anyone watching would have to applaud.”

Henry chuckled lightly.

”That explosion had nothing to do with me.”

”Maybe Sony just couldn’t agree with a thief about commission fees and someone blew the building up.”

”After all, I’m the victim whose property was stolen.”

The usual social dance.

Say everything politely.

Reveal nothing.

Even if everyone suspected him.

Dragoneiti didn’t challenge the denial.

Instead, he casually added:

”Did you know Mickey Schulhof was extremely unhappy with you?”

”He tried to approach the Continental Hotel to place a bounty.”

”Fortunately the bounty never passed approval. Otherwise you’d be facing endless assassination attempts.”

The implication was obvious.

He was hinting that Henry’s safety existed thanks to his intervention.

If Henry didn’t know how the Continental worked, he might have believed the claim.

Henry smiled.

”With Schulhof’s personality—lavish and obsessed with appearances—he probably couldn’t bear to pay the bounty.”

”Maybe it was just a performance to show he was angry.”

At the Continental, placing a bounty didn’t require gold coins.

But the minimum price was $100,000.

And if the target was particularly dangerous or influential?

A low bounty would simply be rejected.

Henry’s case qualified easily.

A bulletproof mutant wasn’t exactly an easy target.

Realistically, the bounty would need to start at one million dollars.

Most gunmen couldn’t deal with someone like that.

It would require specialists—or elaborate poisoning schemes.

The difficulty rose exponentially.

If the reward was too small, no one would bother.

And the Continental demanded full payment in advance.

No killing first and collecting later.

So if the employer couldn’t afford the bounty, the offer simply wouldn’t be accepted.

Dragoneiti wasn’t surprised by Henry’s response.

Henry had once worked within the Continental’s orbit.

Knowing those details wasn’t unusual.

Still, even if the ”life-saving favor” didn’t work, revealing the information was still a smaller favor.

Dragoneiti smiled.

”Mr. Brown truly matches Ms. Fisher’s description.”

”Cunning. Clever.”

”Those who thought you were merely a bookish nerd paid a heavy price.”

Mentioning Munni Fisher—Henry’s former superior—was another attempt to assert dominance.

But Munni herself had failed to control Henry.

Why would some stranger succeed now?

Henry smoothly shifted the conversation.

”Compared to my small affairs, shouldn’t world affairs be more interesting?”

”The Red Empire has collapsed.

Japan’s economic bubble burst.

Europe is integrating.”

”Right now the United States has no real rival.”

”That’s not good.”

”My boss and his fellow merchants of death can’t sell weapons without enemies.”

”If they can’t sell weapons, they don’t have money to spend.”

”And if they don’t spend money, the American economy slows.”

”So the urgent question is: who should be our next enemy?”

”Some say Afghanistan.

Others say Iran.

Some say Saddam Hussein.”

”What do you think, Mr. Dragoneiti?”

Dragoneiti raised his glass calmly.

”Anyone will do.”

”None of them can defeat the U.S. military anyway.”

But he still tried to steer the conversation back to his real objective.

”What about Tony Stark?”

”What has your employer been doing lately?”

Henry shrugged.

”Probably in bed with some minor actress or model.”

”If you want that information, you’d get better results calling New York paparazzi.”

”He doesn’t exactly report his schedule to me.”

Dragoneiti leaned forward slightly.

”What if we asked you to deliver an invitation?”

”Arrange a meeting between us and Tony Stark.”

Henry spread his hands helplessly.

”Of course I can deliver the invitation.”

”But I’ve already said—I’m not his parents, and I’m not his guardian.”

”That man does whatever he wants.”

”You remember one of his recent scandals?”

”At a charity dinner hosted by Stark Industries, President Bill Clinton and First Lady Hillary Clinton attended in person.”

”Vice President Obadiah Stane told everyone Tony Stark was ill and recovering.”

”And the very same night—photos appeared in newspapers showing Stark partying somewhere else with two women draped over him.”

Dragoneiti said calmly:

”Wasn’t that Stark expressing dissatisfaction with the Democratic administration’s military cuts?”

Henry shrugged.

”Who knows?”

”Maybe he just wanted to sleep with those women.”

”So tell me—”

”If I invite him, and he casually agrees...”

”What are the chances he doesn’t show up at all?”

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