Chapter 318: Do You Really Not Remember Me?

On the top floor of the Sail Club, a Supreme private suite lay hidden away. The moment the heavy solid-wood door swung open, a wave of luxury rolled over him, lavish without being gaudy. Every detail inside had been chosen with obsessive care. The floor was a single expanse of premium rosewood. Several calligraphy and ink paintings hung on the walls, the kind that looked expensive at a glance. Most striking of all was the enormous floor-to-ceiling window at the front. Standing there, you could...