Ethan had met Curt Benton on a hike five years ago.
At the time, Curt had a sudden stroke halfway up the mountain, and it was Ethan who carried him down the trail and drove him to the nearest hospital.
Since then, the two had kept in touch, and soon realized that they had a lot in common. Needless to say, they had become very good friends.
Curt was also among the few who knew Ethan's real identity as Brandon Larson. He had been doing business for decades, after all, and was quite well-informed about the business of his peers, both public and private.
Ethan reached out and shook hands with his old friend. "I'm here for my grandmother's birthday party."
He winked at Curt then, silently telling the latter not to say anything regarding Brandon Larson.
Being a shrewd man, Curt instantly understood the subtle message. He refrained from asking more questions and just said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, you brat!"
He hobbled closer to Ethan and glanced at the wine spilled on the floor. "Find a servant to clean this up, or it might ruin Mr. Lester's shoes."
Curt's assistant nodded and waved a staff over to relay the instructions.
"Now," Curt said, turning to Ethan. "Let's go and talk about the good old days. You brat, did you ever realize we haven't spoken in over half a year? Are you avoiding me because I'm too old to be doing what you cool young ones are into these days? Anyway, do you remember those stocks that you said had huge potential? Well, I bought a bunch and ended up making a lot of profit." The man who was always aloof and distant to others was now gushing like a teenager.
Ethan couldn't help but chuckle. "All right, all right. Let's sit over there and catch up."
It was all the encouragement Curt needed. He grabbed the younger man's hand and guided him over to a nearby table.
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