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 lifted

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 him, the latter

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

serious had happened, Oliver would not bother

licked his dry lips, hesitating. “I dare ask if

frowned and looked at him, confused.

“Just… asking.”

“Why would he stay in one place

“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 house in

“Melorian?”

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

more doubtful he was. He said softly after a moment of silence, “I

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