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?”

the side of his eye. He

fawning smile and sat straight on the

was indulging. He was arrogant toward Oliver. Apart from the honor of being born into the Hamertons, he was behaving like that because he had trained Oliver himself. Without

He basically would not go to Centrolis, let alone what happened today, that he rushed here from

something serious had happened,

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

and looked at

“Just… asking.”

not at the Hamertons,” Matthew said casually. “Why would he stay in one place for long? With his father’s

“Is

glanced at him. “What is he doing in Jangasas? To do charity for your company? I heard that he’s gone to Chaiseland lately. He’s at his grandfather’s

“Melorian?”

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

was. He said softly after a moment

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