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?”

at him at the side of his

smile and sat straight

cigar and looked like he was indulging. He was arrogant toward Oliver. Apart from the honor of being

he would usually stay in Jangasas like a good boy. He basically would not go to Centrolis, let alone what happened today, that he rushed here

something serious had happened,

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

frowned and looked at him, confused. “Why are you

“Just… asking.”

one place for long? With

frowned hard. “Is he in

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

“Melorian?”

last round. Perhaps that brat is scared, so he’s hiding at his grandfather’s place. There happens to be a

said softly after a moment of silence, “I think I saw him

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