The private room of the Gemstone Gambling Club was decorated in a Chinese retro style.
Lucas Griffin sat on the wooden chair, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a light sip. His eyes were cast down, his thick eyelashes obscuring those undisturbed eyes.
After much effort, he had finally met this masked man.
There were many questions Lucas wanted to ask, but he was extremely good at hiding his emotions, appearing as casual as clouds and gentle wind on the surface.
Ethan Jenkins was sitting opposite him and inquired in a friendly tone, "Mr. Griffin, what brings you to me?"
He knew that Lucas would find him sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.
Though somewhat caught off guard, Ethan was also adept at concealing his emotions, showing the same respect to Lucas as he would to anyone else.
