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Nash slept through the afternoon and was eventually woken up by a video call from Hera.

He answered the call and yawned before asking, “Did you miss me?”

Hera smiled. “What about you? If you missed me, then I definitely missed you.”

“I didn’t,” Nash responded lightly.

She pouted. “Then I didn’t miss you either…”

“You seem to be in a good mood…” Nash asked.

“I’m in a great mood today!

“Did you know? Drake Group signed a big 300 million dollar project with us!” Hera enthused. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Wow, ain’t that amazing?” He sounded surprised.

She nodded and continued, “Indeed. It must be thanks to Uncle…”

She only knew that her uncle was a business manager at Drake Group. She really could not think of anyone else who could be behind this apart from him.

Nash smiled and replied, “Stop it with that nonsense. It’s all thanks to me. So, how are you going to thank me?

Hera wrinkled her nose. “Hmph, you’re not my uncle. We’ll stop here. I have to go to the company to hold an emergency meeting immediately!”

After she hastily ended the call, she returned to the villa and called her parents to the headquarters for a meeting.

Nash threw the phone to the side and yawned again.

The old phone on the bedside table rang.

Nash picked it up and looked at it. There was no caller ID.

He had only given this number to two people ever since he came down from the mountain.

One was Stellar while the other was Brian.

Stellar’s mobile phone number was quite unusual as it was only made up of seven digits, so this call must be from Brian.

Nash picked up the phone and answered the call. Brian’s voice came from the other end immediately, “Grandmaster, would

like to go out for a drink?”

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“If you have something to say, just say it,” Nash replied lightly.

“Mr. Watson wishes to meet with you,” Brian said carefully.

“No,” Nash refused without any hesitation.

He gave the Watsons a chance yesterday, and they failed to cherish it.

Brian said bitterly, “Grandmaster, to tell you the truth, I usually bring my colleagues to the mountains to conduct free clinics. Mr. Watson even donated 30 million to the free clinic team yesterday.”

Nash smiled tacitly. “Is this a good thing?”

The donation was just a facade to please Brian, yet he actually dared to accept it.

“Grandmaster, I didn’t want to accept it either, but I want to help those poverty-stricken families in the mountains. Those people don’t have enough to eat, they don’t have warm clothes, and they suffer from illnesses. I see it and it hurts!”

“Alright, enough with this trick. Take him to where we had dinner yesterday,” Nash cut Brian off.

At any rate, he addressed him as ‘Grandmaster.’ Since Brian already accepted the money, he could not possibly not do

anything.

Brian was sincere in wanting to help the impoverished in the mountains.

Nash’s master was a merciful man who donated a lot of money to countless mountainous areas all over the country.

He also traveled the world, healing the people.

Any disciple of his master would definitely inherit his will.

Nash put on his clothes and washed his face before heading out right after.

Three luxurious Rolls-Royce came to a stop outside a restaurant named Blessing, and this attracted the attention of the crowd.

The doors opened to reveal four to five bodyguards and then several more middle-aged men in traditional suits.

They were followed by two elderly individuals and a beautiful woman in her 205.

“Grandpa, are we really going to eat at such a dirty place?”