Chapter 9

Goldmoor, Seventh Club, top-tier private room.

In a slightly dim environment, colorful and dazzling lights dotted everywhere.

Women wearing revealing clothes, passionate music...

"Mr. Calderon, how long has it been since you last came..."

"Women! So delicous. It just feels so great holding them in your arms!" He said, then leaned in and kissed each of the beautiful women on their cheeks, his hands also wandering around, causing the women to giggle ambiguously.

“Manuel, only you could bear to send me to that godforsaken place!”

Although angry, still smiling.

Sitting on the genuine leather sofa, Manuel elegantly lifted his wine glass, swaying the dark liquid inside. His deep eyes were lost in thought. And across from him sat his good friend, Raiden Calderon, with whom he had grown up and faced life and death together.

"Was there any gain?"

Raiden was about to touch that seductive and alluring skin when Manuel asked a question, immediately dampening his enthusiasm. He knew...

Raiden waved his hand at the women next to him, and they immediately left. Raiden rolled his eyes at Manuel and said, "You exploiter, can't you let me be comfortable first before discussing business?"

"After finishing the discussion, I will give you a one-month vacation!"

"Really?" Raiden asked incredulously.

Manuel lowered his gaze and took a sip from his glass, "Half a month!"

"Alright! You win!" Raiden raised his hand in surrender, then spoke seriously and calmly, which was rare for him. "They were hiding very well over there; we only found some superficial information. It was quite difficult to catch a live one, but we managed to do it on the spot..."

Manuel saw Raiden's gesture of turning his head and understood its meaning.

"What do we do next?" Raiden asked.

"I might have to make a trip to Orston first!" Manuel set down his glass, his thin lips tightly pursed.

"Do you need me to come along?"

“You stay in Goldmoor and take a break for a while...”

After discussing serious matters, Raiden returned to his carefree appearance and approached Manuel. "Mr. Castro, you don't happen to have any hidden ailments in that area, do you?"

Manuel's face instantly became covered with a layer of cold chill, looking icy towards Raiden.

I'm not trying to criticize you, but have you considered your age? If you don't use it, it'll rust! Raiden picked up the glass and drank it all, completely oblivious to the deep black eyes of the man beside him, which became even colder.

"I am getting married!"

"Pfft!" Raiden spewed out the wine he had in his mouth, unable to swallow it in time, as he was startled by Manuel's explosive news. Grabbing a tissue, he casually wiped off the wine stains on his body and hurriedly approached Manuel, standing close to him, trying hard to find something from those deep, abyss-like eyes. "Are you kidding me, Manuel?"

"Do you think I'm joking with you?" Manuel waved off Raiden, looking disgusted.

"Did I just see a pig fly over? You're dating someone?" Raiden muttered under his breath, wearing a face full of disbelief.

"Who is it? A Goldmoor woman? It can't be that cougar, right?" Raiden's eyes sparkled. "I'm really looking forward to the woman who can make Mr. Castro fall for her!"

"Britney!" Manuel had no intention of hiding anything from someone he trusted.

“Wow! Manuel, have you been possessed? You mean that girl from back then?” Raiden suddenly seemed to recall something. “Isn’t she about to marry that guy from the Schwartz family?”

"In the future, she would be your sister-in-law!"

Raiden looked at Manuel with an expression that said he knew something deeper was going on. But Manuel ignored it and stood up.

"Boring! By the way, where is Bryant?" Others may not know what kind of person Bryant is, but Raiden knows very well. He has always been with Manuel and has never left his side.

"I gave him away!"

Manuel appeared cold and indifferent, as if he was speaking about a mundane object. It seemed as though he hadn't heard the intense coughing sound coming from behind him.

Just as he reached the door, it was pulled open from the outside. A man dressed in a pitch-black suit, walked in with an eerie aura.

"Are you leaving?"

"Hmm!" Manuel did not linger and walked away.

"Ernesto, you're here! Guess what Manuel just told me? He's actually getting married!" Raiden approached Ernesto, placing a hand naturally on his shoulder, observing his expression. "Did you know?"

"Damn it! I didn't expect Manuel, this guy, to run ahead of us in everything! He even got married faster than the two of us!"

However, that night, just as Raiden was passionately engaged with the famous model, preparing for the final crucial move, he received a significant command!

Get me a proposal plan, you have one day.

“Manuel, I curse you! Three seconds for your first time in bed!”

Until one day, Raiden regretted deeply when his own curse rebounded onto himself.