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?”

of his eye.

a fawning smile and sat straight

was arrogant toward Oliver. Apart from the honor of being born into the Hamertons, he was behaving like

like a good boy. He basically would not go to

had happened, Oliver would not bother

I…” Oliver licked his dry lips, hesitating. “I dare ask if Mr. Z… has been staying in the Hamertons since the welcome

his eyes suddenly. He frowned and looked at him, confused. “Why

“Just… asking.”

Matthew said casually. “Why would he stay in one place

frowned hard. “Is

“What is he doing in Jangasas? To do charity for your company? I heard that

“Melorian?”

“I didn’t get to mess with him the last round. Perhaps that brat is scared, so he’s hiding 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 grandfathers love him. That brat gets everything that’s

more Oliver listened, the more doubtful he was. He said softly after a moment of silence,

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