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?”

great nose!” Matthew glanced at him at the side of his eye.

fawning smile and

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

would not go to Centrolis, let

serious had happened, Oliver would

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

eyes suddenly. He frowned and looked at him, confused.

“Just… asking.”

“Why would he stay in one place for long? With his father’s blessings, nobody can do anything about him wandering the

frowned hard. “Is he in

he doing in Jangasas? To do charity for your company? I heard that he’s

“Melorian?”

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

He said softly after a moment of silence, “I

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