Life at The Top novel Chapter 1066

At almost the same time, far away in Harbor City.

Conrad sat on a skerry at the Dammer Fishing Grounds with a fishing rod in his hands as he stared with focus at the fish maw that danced in the waves.

Waves smacked against the skerry and wet the leg of his pants, but the man remained frozen in place.

He had lived this lifestyle for around a week.

Behind him stood his confidant, Valentine.

“The tide us rising, Mr. Monty. We should return soon.”

Valentine told Conrad softly.

Conrad waved his off and replied, “I haven’t caught a single fish today, I can’t leave yet.”

Valentine sighed gently at how stubborn Conrad was.

“I don’t like seeing you like this, Mr. Monty, it feels wrong to me. I’d rather you vent about it,” Valentine said sincerely.

Conrad smiled and replied, “I know what you want to say, Valentine, but you worry too much. What is there for me to vent? Victories and losses are common in war, and it’s not the first time I’ve lost to Jasper anyway. After a few losses, you start to get used to it.

“Plus, I quite like the kind of life I’m living now. It doesn’t have any of that fighting and aggression, and a single fish brings me joy for a very long time.

“Father told me that I was being too hasty and that I should learn to calm down and have some patience. I didn’t understand him then, but now that I look at it, Father knew me too well. After these past few days of peace, I’ve finally realized where I went wrong.

“I was too impatient.”

Valentine opened his mouth to refute but did not make a sound.

He knew that there were some things someone of his status and identity could not say. He should never touch on the topic of the Monty’s father-son duo’s core interests.

“Mr. Monty, Mr. Atticus sent an invitation two days ago. Are we really not going to meet him?

“After all, Mr. Atticus and we share a common enemy in Jasper, and we could potentially work together to defeat him. Not to mention that Mr. Atticus isn’t someone we can easily afford to offend,” Valentine brought up.

Conrad smiled and replied, “He’s in more of a rush than we are, so don’t worry. He’ll come and look for me. It’d be too cheap of me and unbefitting of my person to seek him out because of one single invitation.”

As if to prove Conrad right, a yacht sped toward them from not too far out in the sea soon after he finished talking.

The yacht’s destination was clear as it made a beeline for Conrad’s skerry. The yacht stopped around a few dozen meters away as a speedboat pulled out from behind the expensive-looking yacht.