Life at The Top novel Chapter 1375

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Those few words set Jasper on guard.

Conrad must have been stuck in a situation where it was inconvenient for him to make a phone call. Even if he was in such a perilous situation, he still took the risk to send Jasper a message.

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This indicated that the contents of the message were extremely important.

Jasper knew about Empire Meet.

A luxury club that Fabian had been operating and planning since back then had become the primary network for the rich young master of Harbor City. To join, one had to either be a wealthy man or lead a big clan of some sort.

It was a place for everyone to gather and pass the time, a place to broaden one’s network when it was not in use. However, when all these connections pooled together, they would form a great power.

‘How will Fabian use them, and what is he going to do to him with their collective power?’

Jasper narrowed his eyes and remained motionless while holding his phone.

He remained still until the sound of the door being opened was heard.

“I knew you hadn’t sleep.”

Wendy was holding a thermos bottle and scolding him. Jasper smiled while he eased his troubled mind away and said, “I still have some things to do. They can rest but I can’t. I’ll have to keep up with the latest news. Why are you up so early?”

“I can’t sleep, I was worried about you, so I got up early to make you some soup. You can’t keep on staying up like this. Take some to replenish yourself and go rest later.”

She sat down and nagged Jasper seriously after putting down the thermos bottle in front of him.

Wendy was waiting for Jasper’s response after she finished nagging, but she turned around and instead saw Jasper looking at her with a smile.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

Wendy was embarrassed and uncomfortable after seeing Jasper looking strangely at her. Thus, she asked fiercely.

“It feels like you’re becoming a good wife and mother.” Jasper opened the thermos bottle and smiled.

“Hey, I already am.” Wendy snorted proudly.

Their relationship had come to a point that Wendy was no longer embarrassed to refute what Jasper said as he attempted to ‘take advantage’ of her with his words.

Jasper grinned and lowered his head to take a sip of the soup.

‘Hmm, its red dates with ginseng stew bird’s nest.’

It tastes like saltwater.

“Why, does it taste awful?” Wendy asked nervously. Jasper took another sip, smiled, and said, “No, it’s good.”

Wendy let out a sigh of relief.

“It’s my first time drinking a salted stew bird’s nest.”

“Huh!? I thought it was sugar!”

Forget the taste or the nutrients.

A small bowl of soup needed to slow cook for at least an hour.

What time was it?