“Oh, it’s Old Master Monty. How can I help you?”
“Let’s meet up and talk! You won’t refuse, will you, Jasper?”
“Sure!”
…
In front of a coffee shop without a signboard. Jasper raised his head and looked suspiciously at this oddly quiet place that was even a little deserted despite being located in a busy area.
If Steven had not told him about this place, he would not have known that an elegant and quiet coffee shop like this existed in the most bustling area of Nauritus City.
Who the hell would run a business without hanging up a signboard?
Just as Jasper pondered about whether to give Steven a call, the courtyard door creaked open.
An old man with gray hair walked out.
The old man was dressed in plain clothes and had an extremely kind face that could put anyone at ease. He looked just like a neighborhood grandpa.
“Mr. Laine?” the old man called out in a soft voice, sounding extremely polite.
“Yes. Mr. Monty invited me and I’m here for the appointment,” Jasper replied politely.
The old man let out a slight smile. He spared Jasper a second glance due to his refined bearing, stepped aside, and raised his hand to lead him into the courtyard, saying, “Old Master Monty has been waiting for a long time. Please come in with me, Mr. Laine.”
“Please lead the way, Mister,” Jasper said with a smile.
The old man nodded and led the way with a smile on his face. Jasper followed him into the courtyard.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, he felt as though he had stepped into a new world. The courtyard was filled with flowers and shaded by trees. As he walked along the ancient-looking corridor, he could hear the sound of clear streams gurgling under his feet.
Isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, they had stepped in from a concrete jungle into paradise with green hills and clear streams.
After walking for two to three minutes, Jasper saw a tall and sturdy middle-aged man in a courtyard pavilion.
This man was dressed in casual clothes and looked at him with a smile.
That man was none other than Steven Monty, the true backbone of the Monty family and the previous head of the Monty family that had Dawson sighing in admiration at the mere mention of his name.
“Jasper Laine?”
“Mr. Steven Monty.”
They exchanged glances with a smile and could spot a trace of admiration on their faces for each other.
“Come, have a seat,” Steven invited Jasper to take a seat.
“This is a place that I designed and built privately. It’s a quiet place to relax when I’m busy. It isn’t open to the public, and you’re considered the first outsider to have visited this place. What do you think?”
After both of them sat down, Steven said to Jasper with a smile.
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