America 1919

Donnie made a face but said nothing.

After the dinner was over, the two left Pan Xing's estate and returned to the hotel.

The next day, Donnie was woken up by a knock at the door.

Wrapped in a bathrobe, Donnie opened the door to find the lovely Helen Taft standing there. Seeing Donnie's appearance, she said awkwardly,

"Sorry, Donnie, I thought you were already awake!"

"Clearly, you were mistaken," Donnie said as he rubbed his hair.

"Ah?" Helen Taft was taken aback by Donnie's response.

Seeing her reaction, Donnie laughed, "Just kidding. I was planning to get up around this time anyway!"

Only then did Helen Taft's worries dissipate.

"But you'll have to wait a bit. I need to take a shower; otherwise, it would be impolite to be in the company of a beautiful lady like this," he said.

Donnie gestured to himself in the bathrobe.

Helen Taft laughed cheerfully, "Okay, I'll wait for you in the living room!"

"There are newspapers that just arrived today on the table. You can take a look if you like," Donnie casually pointed Helen Taft toward the table's situation and then returned to his bedroom.

Helen sat on the sofa, curiously surveying the living room, and after a short while, Donnie came out neatly dressed.

"That was fast?" Helen, seeing Donnie's readiness, revealed her curiosity again.

"..." Forget it, seeing her expression, she definitely wouldn't understand how much those words hurt a man, so he smiled and said, "I couldn't let Helen wait too long, could I?"

Helen smiled and said, "No worries, I was just about to read the newspaper!"

Donnie asked, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Helen nodded, "I had a little before I came out!"

"I suppose you wouldn't mind joining me for some breakfast then?" Donnie said, patting his stomach with a smile.

"It would be my pleasure!" Helen stood up.

The two went to the dining room. Throughout the process, Helen kept asking Donnie about the situation with WRPA, clearly being the underlying reason she was so eager to get in touch with Donnie.

Donnie, after some embellishment, explained the establishment of WRPA to Helen.

Helen looked at Donnie in surprise, "Are you saying 90% of the Surf Hotel's revenue in Atlantic City will be used for the development of the WRPA?"

Regarding the Surf Hotel profit situation, Donnie and Nucky had already discussed it with Atlantic City Hall, the State Government, Morgan, and Mellon.

They had no objections to redistributing the hotel's funds through WRPA, especially since there were already some groups in the United States claiming that if the casino industry in Atlantic City were legalized, it would certainly turn the place into a city of crime!

"Yes, I've already discussed it with the board of directors of the Surf Hotel, and everyone has no objections to such an arrangement!"

Donnie cut a piece of fried egg and put it in his mouth.

Helen rested her chin on her hands, blinking and looking at Donnie without saying a word?

"What's the matter?" Donnie asked, seeing Helen's expression.

Just as Helen was about to respond, a hotel restaurant waiter came over, "Mr. Block, there is a call for you at the front desk!"

Donnie nodded at Helen and then got up to go to the front desk. It was Marshall on the line!

"I just met with Graik Miller, and he did not accept our proposal!"

Marshall's voice was filled with annoyance over the phone.

In his mind, it should have been a straightforward matter—as long as he spoke to Graik Miller, the man was sure to give him face.

Clearly, Graik Miller did not give him that courtesy.

"Is it because of Helen Taft?"

Donnie looked back at Helen Taft, who was sitting there, and asked.

"Probably not!" Marshall negated, "Before I called you, I did some investigation. Do you know where this Graik Miller comes from?"

"Where?" Donnie inquired.

"Newark!" Marshall replied.

Donnie understood the implication, "So you're saying Graik Miller is connected to Hubert Lewis from Newark?"

Hubert Lewis, Newark's second biggest gang leader and also an entity outside of the United States' family alliances.

Most importantly, this man owned his own distillery and the production was not low; before this, half of New York's bootleg liquor came from him.

Now that Donnie had reached an agreement with New York's Meyer Crime Family, Meyer had given up on Hubert Lewis of Newark.

The two could be considered natural adversaries!

"That's right. I found out that just two months ago, Graik Miller sold a batch of arms to Hubert Lewis in the name of his general staff!"

Marshall said somewhat helplessly, "It seems we'll have to look for another way." Your next chapter awaits on empire

Donnie pondered for a moment then replied, "I've got it!"

After hanging up the phone, Donnie returned to his seat with a rather solemn expression.

Sensing something from Donnie's demeanor, Helen asked, "Is there a problem?"

Donnie shook his head with a smile, "Nothing major, just a little issue with a business deal!"

Helen thought for a moment and then asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"

"I..." Donnie chuckled and shook his head, "I can handle it myself."

Donnie's hesitant demeanor made it clear to Helen that she could be of help.

Helen Taft wasn't the stereotypical naive and sweet girl; born into the Taft Family and receiving an elite education from a young age, Helen wasn't someone who would say that parallel lines could intersect.