At the Dragon Cauldron Hotel, Oscar Miller lay sprawled out on the couch, a beautiful woman lying in his arms like a cat.
"Young Master Yu, are you going to accept their invitation today? These people are all lining up to see you."
Oscar Miller sneered, "Let them wait. I didn't come here this time to give them a chance to network."
"Alright, then I'll reject them."
Oscar Miller asked, "Did that woman from yesterday die?"
"Not sure, I'll ask later."
There was a knock at the door. The woman got up to open it, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked in, his expression wooden, as if he were wearing a mask devoid of emotions and desires.
Oscar Miller asked, "What is it?"
The middle-aged man reported, "Young Master Yu, we just received a call from Leonidas Woolery of the Woolery Family. They can't handle the matter we entrusted to them and told us to find someone more capable."
