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. He lifted his chin to get his men to get Oliver

a fawning smile and sat straight

eyes were half closed. He was puffing on the cigar and looked like he 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

He basically would not go to

something serious had happened,

“I dare ask if Mr. Z… has

frowned and looked at him, confused. “Why

“Just… asking.”

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

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

“Melorian?”

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 grandfathers love him. That brat gets everything that’s

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

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