The crowd turned towards the source of the commotion and saw a man who exuded an aura of undeniable power and sophistication. Dressed in an impeccably tailored dark suit, tie neatly in place and a lapel pin adding just the right touch of elegance, he was the epitome of high society. His wristwatch glinted under the light, and his hair was groomed to perfection. It was clear from his demeanor that he was no ordinary man.

Trailing behind him was another man, his features pleasant and his presence soothing, carrying an assortment of gifts. It seemed they were here on a visit, a master and his aide, perhaps.

The Patel brothers were the first to recognize him, their surprise evident. "Isn't that Tarquin, the wealthiest man in Jindale City?"

Clayton was taken aback. "Mr. Bradford? What's he doing here?"

The Murphys too were wide-eyed, their surprise mingled with suspicion.

Roger voiced his disbelief, "Dad, is that... is that the famous Tarquin, the nation's top tycoon? Why would he come to the Hawkins residence? What could possibly link the Hawkins to him?"

Bobby was skeptical, "Impossible! If Clayton had any ties to him, we'd have known by now!"

visit is curious, though.

have no dealings with the Bradfords up north. They don't mix business with pleasure, so to

bearing gifts, as if on a social

gifts might not even be

to believe Clayton could have such a connection, especially not with someone of Tarquin's stature. After all, Clayton, despite being Oceanopolis's richest, was small fry compared to the national wealth of Tarquin. Moreover, Clayton was practically a

Mr. Bradford look a bit

Roger finished his sentence, a child's voice

and Evan suddenly dashed through

men

the boys to Tarquin, their shock palpable. Good heavens, could

And what about Elysia?

gaze shifted towards her, only to see her approaching Tarquin, her eyes shining,

men nearly collapsed. Bobby would have fallen

affectionate call

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