The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 325

Chapter 325:

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The veil of secrecy around the Independent Continent was remarkably thick. Thus, only the upper echelons of global finance and world leaders knew of its existence.

It was said that the Independent Continent was once home to four ancient families, but decades ago, a great upheaval shook its foundations. During this period, numerous powers observed eagerly, poised to exploit any vulnerability.

Surprisingly, the internal turmoil settled swiftly, and the power dynamics of the four families were radically transformed overnight. The influence of the Hopkins family commanded immense respect, even among the senior leaders of the Independent Continent.

Jules’ eyes sparkled briefly as he finished his drink in one gulp.

With the arrival of additional guests, the atmosphere became more vibrant, and a game of dice commenced.

There’s an old saying that a happy disposition attracts good fortune. Considering today was the opening day of his bar, Moses thought luck would be on his side. Unfortunately, Moses was on a streak of bad luck, swiftly consuming every drink placed before him.

Observing the unfolding events, Moses commented, “Mr. Ford, tonight seems to be favoring you exceptionally.” With a cigarette loosely perched between his lips, he gave Jules a significant 100k chip.

Jules returned the glance with a subtle smirk.

“Seems fortune’s on my side tonight.”

Zack let out a taunting laugh, eyeing Moses provocatively.

“No excuses now! You know the rules, drink up!”

“I’m ready for another round.” After extinguishing his cigarette, Moses rolled up his sleeves, containing his frustration.

“I’ve never turned down a drinking challenge.”

Around them, revelry filled the air, yet Nate remained motionless, an island of stillness amid the chaos. His attention drifted periodically to his phone’s screen, anticipation evident in his demeanor.

“Nate, you haven’t looked away from that device all evening. Join the festivities!” Moses called out, his collar loosened but his gaze remaining astute and perceptive.

Jules’ curiosity sparked as he turned to Zack.

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“Is he awaiting someone?”

Zack’s expression shifted subtly.

“A gentleman’s heart follows wherever it leads.”

Jules pondered the identity of the woman who could command such devoted attention from the Independent Continent’s formidable leader.

A thunderous round of applause suddenly erupted, drawing every eye in their private booth.

“Mr. Seymour, have you orchestrated this entertainment?” a voice inquired.

Moses rose with practiced grace, approaching the railing of the second floor.

“Consider this merely the prelude.”

The gathering surged forward, eager for a better vantage point. From the bar’s center, a platform ascended, bathed in focused spotlights that illuminated several impeccably suited men.

As seductive melodies filled the air, the performers began their calculated disrobing—first their jackets, then their ties slipped away…

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