Chapter 1508

In the living room, Damian and Iris met with the eldest son of the Martells, Charlie Martell.

He was in his late twenties and was dressed luxuriously; his prideful presence commanded respect and one could tell that he was a talented young man with just one look at him.

“Excuse us for the sudden visit, Mister Martell,” Damian said politely.

Though Charlie was younger than him, the Martells were far more powerful than the Scammells and Damian knew that he must remain respectful.

“It’s alright, Mister Scammells. Please take a seat,” Charlie smiled, before noticing Iris. When he saw how beautiful she was, his eyes lit up.

As the eldest son of the Martells, he saw countless beautiful women in the past, but he never saw such breathtaking beauty and was enslaved instantly.

“Mister Scammells, who’s this?” He snapped out of the initial shock and asked.

“Allow me to introduce my niece, Iris Young,” Damian said.

“A relative of the Scammells? It’s a pleasure to meet you!” Charlie stared at Iris eagerly and smiled a less prideful grin toward the two.

After the brief exchange of pleasantry, they all took their seats.

“Mister Scammells, why are you and Miss Young here?” Charlie cut to the chase.

“We heard that the Martells obtained an Angel’s Fruit a few days ago and we’re here for it,” Damian explained.

“The Angel’s Fruit? We did obtain one recently!” Charlie nodded.

The Scammells were a supplier of raw materials with medical properties and would purchase all sorts of herbs via different channels. Since the Angel’s Fruits were extremely rare, it was customary for Damian to make such a request.

“Mister Martell, I wonder if you’ll be willing to sell it to us?” Iris said.

“Well,” Charlie hesitated.

The Martells stumbled upon the opportunity to purchase the Angel’s Fruit, but since they were not experts in the medical field, they had no use for it.

However, a rare fruit like the Angel’s Fruit would often be kept in storage for future uses and it was unlikely for any family that obtained it to sell it, especially when it was acquired by a family as wealthy as the Martells.

“Mister Martell, don’t worry. So long as you are willing to sell it, the price is negotiable,” Iris said earnestly. “Why? Do you need the Angel’s Fruit?” Charlie noticed that Iris seemed to be quite eager.

“Well, not really.” Iris realized that being overly eager might put her at a disadvantage and took a deep breath to calm herself.

Charlie was a sharp man, and immediately saw through her pretenses. He studied her beautiful features and scanned the alluring curves of her body as an idea began to form in his mind.