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?”

got a great nose!” Matthew glanced at him at the side of his eye. He lifted his

smile and sat straight

indulging. He was arrogant toward Oliver. Apart from the honor

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

happened, Oliver would not bother

ask if Mr.

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

“Just… asking.”

he’s not at the Hamertons,” Matthew said casually. “Why would he stay in one place for long? With his father’s blessings, nobody can

hard. “Is he in Jangasas,

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?”

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

the more doubtful he was. He said softly after a

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