Hudson Zamora was stunned on the spot. He had a better understanding of the mysterious King Braydon Neal.
Although this young man in white was dressed in plain cotton clothes and had two sleeves that fluttered in the wind, he stood proudly in the north and did not care about power, but he frightened the eight countries outside the borders.
Xandra Milton had arrived. She was wearing a small suit that accentuated her slim figure. With short hair, she looked capable and was a rare beauty.
She smiled. "You guys don't have to waste your time. My young master doesn't lack money. As the eldest son of the Neal Corporation, the entire company will be his in the future!"
"The Neal Corporation?"
Hudson was speechless. Of course, he knew about the Neal family; the head of the seven great families in Preston.
They were extremely rich and belonged to a truly wealthy family.
Braydon was not born in an ordinary family, but in the wealthy Neal family.
