Fascinated

Out of the corner of Joshua's eye, he caught a glimpse of a blond-haired half-centenarian and a chubby—from the bodyguard standing behind him, maybe a politician or a wealthy businessman coming out of the vertical elevator.The blond man noticed Draco, stopped the conversation with the people around him, spread a smile, folded his hands in front of his stomach naturally, stood still and raised his tone slightly, "Little Mr. Malfoy, I didn't expect to meet you here .”

"Mr. Pierce is so forgetful." Draco stepped forward to shake hands with him quickly, with a fake smile on his face, "You helped me choose this good day."

Pierce smiled and looked at the people around him, "Really?" He laughed and turned his face, glanced at Joshua, "This is..."

"A friend." Draco put away the smile on his face slightly, and said lightly.

Joshua's eyes flicked in surprise and put it away, and he turned his eyes to Draco's chin and nodded to Pierce with a smile - it seems that Draco has a deep defense against the man in front of him.

Joshua's gaze passed over Pierce's head indistinctly.

"I wanted to invite you to dinner, but you have to sign the contract, so I won't waste your time." Pierce looked like a kind elder, raised his hand and patted Draco's arm with appreciation, "Two weeks later It’s Saturday, my daughter Laura’s birthday. Hmm…” His eyes flicked past Joshua lightly, “The invitation will be delivered to the house tomorrow, are you…” He frowned, “Beverly?”

Draco smiled, "No, in Queens."

Pierce and the fat man next to him showed a surprised face, and the former said hesitantly, "Is it because of your identity..."

"It's the closest to the school." Draco explained in a neutral manner, "Beverly's villa is suitable for vacation."

"I almost forgot, this young talent hasn't graduated yet." Pierce became happy again, and said to the people around him with a smile, "Well, the invitation will be sent to... Queens." He frowned, his face There was a hint of contempt that he couldn't hide, it seemed that the words 'Queens' came out of his mouth as disgusting as spitting out a pile of shit.

"You must come." Pierce coughed, patted Draco on the shoulder, and walked away without even looking at Joshua.

Joshua, who was neglected, didn't notice the disdain in Pierce's eyes at all—obviously, this politician in the romantic field thought of Joshua as a plaything for power, and he didn't notice the frightening gloomy deep in Draco's eyes .He was having a headache from the words on Pierce's head, staring down at the floor tiles for a few minutes of unprecedented silence.

Draco breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and put away the inappropriate look on his face, looked at Joshua up and down strangely, pulled the 'statue', and said with a light snort, "The parrot has become Quail?" He glanced at Joshua who was looking up at him, "Stay away from that man in the future."

It was obviously a well-intentioned warning, but it came out of Draco's mouth, no matter how it sounded, there was a mockery of his IQ.

Joshua stared at him - Draco's lips were beautiful, but it was a pity that the upper and lower lips were often pressed together and cut like a knife - looking mean and unfeeling.There is such a small arc raised at the corner of the mouth, often with the most naked sarcasm.

Blind that mouth in vain.

Joshua snorted, the elevator just opened, and he walked out without looking back——

"Look, isn't it here?" The man with brown glasses was talking to the person opposite, and he turned around immediately when he heard the movement—it seemed that he had been waiting for this moment before.The man opened his arms exaggeratedly and took a few steps forward, "Well..." He stopped and frowned at the two people who came out together, and said with a little arrogance, "Sorry? Who is Mal blessing?"

His silver-gray eyes glanced at the man with 'arrogant' written all over his body, Draco hid his dissatisfaction with the man's attitude, and said calmly, "If you read the information— —My lord Malfoy, Mister Stark."

The man standing in front of Draco with his jacket unbuttoned looked like a successful playboy.The way he raised his chin—as if the word 'arrogant' was wrapped from head to toe.But both Draco and Joshua knew clearly that this person was not as arrogant as the outside world said - an arrogant guy can't fly into the sky with a missile in his arms.

Joshua looked at the famous Iron Man curiously, and smiled kindly at him, "Joshua."

"Peverly," Draco added, staring at Stark, "You can call him Mr. Peverly."

One Christian name and one surname... The girl following Stark raised her eyebrows, glanced at her boss with a playful look on her face, then turned her face slightly and nodded to Joshua.

"Joshua?" Stark ignored Draco's words at all. He nodded, repeated it on purpose, and said brazenly, "Peter mentioned you."

Joshua laughed, passed Draco, stepped forward to hold Stark's hand and quickly let go, "Peter also often talks about you, you are the object of his admiration."

"Oh, sometimes you are too good and countless people will regard you as an idol." Stark shrugged with a smile, and pointed to Joshua with his palms up, "You can too,"

"Okay." Norman Osborn stood at the door of the conference room with a serious face, glanced at Stark, who came here to find fault with Pierce, and said unceremoniously, "Stark, you should go .”

"OKOK." Stark waved his hand indifferently, half turned his upper body to take a look at this 'rival' whom he had always looked down upon, and mocked unabashedly, "If Pierce didn't force me, I wouldn't even He won't come over the whole street. Um...Malfoy?" Before the old Osborn coughed violently, he turned his face again, buttoned his suit and raised his chin and said, "I'm looking forward to seeing you next time. "After that, he nodded lightly and ended all the topics. He walked forward without squinting - his footsteps were firm and powerful, his eyes were clear, and he was as confident as if he knew from birth that he would achieve great achievements. A position where the president of a world-renowned company doesn't have to be afraid of confronting him.

This is destined to be a man who will be recorded in the history books.

Joshua withdrew his gaze, and turned his admiring eyes to Draco in doubt.

After seeing off the troublesome Stark, old Osborn smiled and invited Draco and the two to enter the door—this half-century old man suffering from a genetic disease is indeed in a bad state of mind, his back is bent and his face is black— —Joshua would bet that Dumbledore would outlive him in his 190s.

Old Osborne took a sip of tea to suppress his coughing throat, and the assistant behind him delivered the contract professionally.The content of this agreement has been finalized after more than three years, so the signing speed is very fast.Draco declined Osborn's invitation to have dinner with him, and brought Joshua out. As soon as he got in the car, Joshua couldn't wait to ask——

"What does Mr. Stark mean?" He paused and asked hesitantly, "Have you met him before?"

Draco glanced at him, found Joshua's work address on the car's navigation system, and started the engine.

"What on earth did you come to New York for?" Joshua stared at Draco, refusing to let go of the slightest change in his expression, "What does it have to do with that Iron Man?" The smart but thoughtful head thought for a while, then suddenly slapped his thigh and asked loudly, "Could it be because of that agreement? That agreement really exists?"

Probably a well-known 'rumor' in the wizarding world.

It was rumored that those pure-blood families in the wizarding world signed an extremely confidential document with the British government in private, which promised many benefits to those noble gentlemen, but the same exchange conditions were also very high.harsh.

Malfoy, as one of the leaders of the pure-blood family, naturally did not leave behind this exchange of benefits.

The patriarch of the Peverly family is currently his mother, a kind woman who doesn't care about those regimes.And Joshua is used to being free and doesn't have that kind of class sense, so no one came to him to sign any documents and he couldn't find out.

The pure-blooded families who were rumored to have signed the contract did not give any explanations in the face of this rumor... This kind of tacit attitude...

He thought quickly, frowning slightly and looked at Draco.The latter hooked the corners of his lips indifferently, turned his head and glanced out the window - "Your sixth sense has never made a mistake."

The main reason why Draco came to New York this time was because of the benefit contract between the wizarding world and the British government.That balding Mr. Holmes, oh no, a gentleman can no longer talk about others behind his back.

Draco silently corrected——

It is said that after the disappearance of Voldemort's partner in the Muggle world, the hairline of the minor British government official has receded a few millimeters.To make such a difficult opponent show an annoyed expression, it seems that the 'partner' who has never been seen before must also be a master criminal.

In short, since the establishment of the New York War Avengers, all countries in the world are staring at this powerful team.The United Kingdom is on guard against the United States using this super team based in New York and most of its members are Americans to do something. It just so happens that they have established friendly exchanges with the Ministry of Magic through the savior. Under the matchmaking - the British government will establish all-round cooperation with the Ministry of Magic, but there is one condition in exchange - there must be a wizard with outstanding ability to go to New York to participate in New York's Avengers plan.

In short, to send one of the best and willing wizards involved in the plan as a watcher in case they do anything against Britain.

Draco could probably guess what the politicians were up to.

On the day the agreement was signed, his father also personally asked him what he thought.For Draco, who is bound to take over the entire Malfoy industry and enter politics in the future, this interest agreement may not be an opportunity for him.His prestige in the wizarding world is high enough. Unless Potter disappears, he will never be able to get past this 'savior'. He needs to find another way to find other allies to continue to consolidate Malfoy's position.

He needs to borrow the energy of Buckingham Palace to let his father have more say in the wizarding world, and to pave the way for his own future, so he will agree to that request.

As for the Joshua he blurted out when his father asked him why he agreed to such a request...

Probably a momentary obsession.

Draco showed a complicated expression, and briefly talked about the matter in a few words - Joshua had already guessed the agreement, so it would be useless for him to conceal it.After hearing what Draco said, Joshua immediately had a sad expression on his face, and he almost thought of the scene where he would go to the battlefield without leaving any bones.

Draco glanced at Joshua who almost didn't practice praying in advance on the spot, and said with a chuckle, "You look like the second Avery."

Joshua raised his eyebrows unconvinced and was about to refute, but an unfamiliar number came in on his phone——

"Hey, Joshua. This is JJ, we last met at Sam's house."

Joshua subconsciously glanced at Draco, frowned and asked, "Yes, what's the matter?"

"We have caught the murderer who killed Sam. In the murderer's home... Well, we found some relics belonging to Sam." JJ said hesitantly, "There are also some... photos about you..." JJ looked Glancing at the team members around her, she took a deep breath and said on tiptoe, "Joshua, I think you'd better come to the police station."

"My picture?" Joshua repeated in bewilderment, exchanging glances with the slightly frowning Draco, "Okay." He said and glanced at the time—04:23PM.

"I'll be at the police station in 15 minutes, thank you."