Chapter 295

“Cheers!” Fredrick and a group of old men professed and struck their glasses against each other.

Dressed in the finest tuxedos, the old men were standing in a luxurious hall. Tonight was the award night of the Millionaire’s Club and during such parties, the club invites its ambassadors, sponsors, and well-wishers.

“Where the hell have you been Fredrick?” one of the high commissioners asked.

The hall was busy as more elites kept trouping inside to take seats across the round tables.

Frederick chuckled and raised his glass to his face. “I needed some fresh air so I went for a vacation to a private island,” he said.

“I heard rumors that you fled because your business was in shambles.” the other man said.

“Nonsense!” Fredrick replied. “These haters are just pissed because they had no idea where I was so they decided to make up stories but I'm glad I gave them something to talk about while I was away.”

The men laughed and shared a toast. “To Fredrick!”

“To Frederick!” they chorused.

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