Matthew didn't like being addressed as "sir". It felt out of place, especially in recent times. Worse yet, the person addressing him as such was an old man around his grandfather's age.
He grabbed a chair and sat down. "I'll sit, but can you call me something else?"
Ansel handed Matthew a cup of coffee and stood to the side. "I can't do that. Rules are rules."
Matthew realized that Nicholas probably set such rules.
Nicholas had always been mysterious. Even at this point, Matthew didn't know Nicholas' true name, job, or background.
Matthew decided to ask Ansel, "Can you tell me more about my mentor?"
Ansel shook his head. "Complete your first task, and you'll uncover everything. Here's a letter outlining your task. Take a look for yourself."
As Ansel spoke, he pulled out a brown envelope.
Matthew was left speechless by Nicholas' insistence on being so mysterious.
That said, Matthew had an inkling that Nicholas was no ordinary person. The medical skills Nicholas taught him were incredible. Plus, the martial arts he'd learned from Nicholas was formidable.
Holding the envelope in his hand, Matthew realized he was now closer to the truth.
He was going to tear open the envelope but then changed his mind. Instead, he put it in his pocket and decided to read it later at home.
Upon seeing this, Ansel spoke again. "Opulent Club was built to serve you. No matter what you want, I'll do my best to make it happen."
Matthew suddenly thought of Rachel's business meeting on the second floor. He stood up and said, "I'm heading to the second floor to look for someone."
Ansel quickly took the lead and said, "I'll take you there."
Matthew raised his hand to stop Ansel. "It's fine. I can go there on my own."
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