Marcus was rendered speechless. “Wifey, I thought we’d not be talking about Mr. Z anymore?”

Oliver waited outside Matthew’s private club.

The club was beneath Splendor Mountain. It was very hidden. Apart from the dense broadleaf plants around, there were rows of bodyguards in sunglasses and suits. They were watching expressionlessly.

Someone finally came out after a long wait and invited Oliver in courteously.

Matthew had just finished with his spa. He lay on the soft deck chair with someone kneeling next to him, giving him a massage.

Oliver recognized the smell of the top-grade cigar as soon as he entered.

“Sir, this is… Laroux from Nesarus, right?”

him at the side of his eye. He lifted his chin to get

and sat straight on the

from the honor of being born into the Hamertons, he was behaving like that because he

Jangasas like a good boy. He basically would not go to Centrolis, let alone

happened,

dry lips, hesitating. “I dare ask if Mr. Z… has been staying

suddenly. He frowned and looked

“Just… asking.”

Matthew said casually. “Why would he stay in one place for long? With

“Is he in Jangasas,

doing in Jangasas? To do charity for your company? I heard

“Melorian?”

at his grandfather’s place. There happens to be a portion of assets that needs to be handled, so Zephyr is working for him. He’s lucky. Both of his

said softly after a moment of

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