Jacob’s eyes widened in disbelief as he read Greyson’s message.


    Greyson was spot on. Jacob did harbor fears that Greyson might be a rival in matters of the heart, but he couldn’t possibly admit that in public.


    After all, he was still a married man.


    So, he responded, masking his true feelings, “No, I’m just concerned that you might struggle to adjust here after spending so many years in Hong Kong. We’re not getting any younger, and our bodies are aging too. It could be detrimental to your health if we hastily move to an unfamiliar ce that your body isn’t ustomed to.”


    Greyson chuckled lightly and replied, “Oh, I’m in perfect health, so no need to worry about me!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Jacob decided he had had enough of the yful banter. He slipped his phone into his pocket and said, “Matilda, let’s head inside and take a stroll.”


    Matilda nodded, and they began walking around the campus together.


    At 10 AM, Matilda nced at her watch and remarked, “Hey, the reunion starts at 11. I think we should get going now.”


    Jacob smiled and agreed, “Alright, let’s head out.”


    They made their way to Jacob’s BMW 5 Series and drove to the Glorious Club.<fn803c> Th? link to the orig?n of this information r?sts ?n f?ndnovel</fn803c>


    This time, Paul had booked a suite on the fourteenth floor for Matilda’s gathering, a level that was off-limits to regr members.


    Jacob felt a mix of confusion and surprise!


    Thest asion he had visited, he was on the tenth floor due to Charlie’s friendship with Don Albert, so he never expected Paul to secure a suite on the fourteenth floor!


    Rumor had it that the fifteenth floor was exclusive to the Moore family, suggesting that Paul must be part of the elite membership here.


    Moreover, if the tenth floor was already incrediblyvish, he couldn’t help but wonder just how stunning the fourteenth floor would be.


    As the elevator ascended, Jacob curiously asked, “Matilda, is Paul close to the Moore family?”


    She nodded in affirmation. “They’ve been one of our clients for many years. We’ve assisted them with numerous legal matters over time, so they’re quite generous and kind to us.”


    Jacob felt a wave of admiration. Paul was such a young man with exceptional qualities and a bright future ahead.


    Upon arriving at the expansive luxury suite on the fourteenth floor, they found many of their college friends already gathered there.


    In the center of the suite stood a grand table, majestic enough to seat fifty people at once.


    This was no ordinary table; it was electric and designed to rotate dishes at a steady pace, allowing everyone to sample each dish without needing to stand or move around. In fact, it was sorge that it could hold up to a hundred dishes simultaneously.


    The meal for today was estimated to cost about twenty thousand dors per person on average. With more than forty attendees at the reunion, far exceeding their previous gatherings, Paul would likely end up spending at least a million dors for this event.


    Everyone was taken aback when they saw Matilda and Jacob enter together.


    A curious voice cut through the chatter, “Hey, Matilda, what brings you here with Jacob?”


    “Yeah, did you run into each other downstairs? Or did youe together?”


    Among the crowd, a sharply dressed middle-aged man with a tailored suit and slicked-back hair red at Matilda with an intensity that felt predatory. This man was none other than Greyson Tate.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>