Chapter 532


    “Could it be the remnants of the Lane family? Are they trying to annihte the other four major


    families?”


    Just then, Grant’s son, Fred, said, “Sydney, you won’t need to go to school starting tomorrow. I want


    you at home 24 hours a day!”


    “Oh, Dad, it’s not that bad. I don’t want to stay cooped up at home all day!” Sydney replied impatiently.


    She was the restless sort and would rather die than be confined at home all day.


    Grant furrowed his brows and said, “Listen to your father. Until we find out what happened to Kai,


    you’re not allowed to go anywhere!


    “But I don’t want that. I still need to go to Long Lake Industrial Zer,” Sydney said as she headed


    upstairs.


    Grant turned to Fred and said with authority, “Keep an eye on your daughter. If something happens


    while she’s out, I’ll hold you responsible!”


    Fred nodded repeatedly.


    At that moment, the butler walked in from outside and said. respectfully, “Mr. Zell, the distinguished


    guest you mentioned has arrived!”


    Grant’s face lit up. “Fred,e with me to wee Mr. Murphy!”


    “Mr. Murphy?” Fred looked puzzled. He had not heard his father mention any distinguished guest


    coming over today, and it was already quitete. Why would someone visit them at this hour?


    Grant smiled and said, “Don’t you remember when I asked you to visit someone for an


    apprenticeship?”


    Astonishment clouded Fred’s face at that. “Are you talking about


    Dn Murphy, the senior from the Capiton National Martial Bureau?”


    Grant stroked his beard spiritedly and said, “Exactly. Come with me to greet him.”


    Fred took a moment to process this. Dn was one of the top martial arts experts in Jonford, after all.


    He could not believe his father had been ssmates with him. When his father had initially asked him


    to go learn from Mr. Murphy, he had adamantly refused.


    He should have known that Mr. Murphy was the famous Dn Murphy of the National Martial Bureau.


    He was probably a martial arts grandmaster by now.


    Sydney’s phone in her bag rang when she went back to her room. She picked it up and saw that it was


    a call from Nash.


    “Why is this guy calling me? Is he trying to apologize for embarrassing me during the day?”


    Amused, she answered the call.


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    “Sydney, I want to apologize for what happened earlier today,” Nash started.


    He really was apologizing. At that, a faint smile made its way to Sydney’s lips as pride swelled within


    her.


    After all, Nash was no ordinary person. He had smitten the Green


    Bamboo Association and the ck Tiger Hall with ruthless efficiency. Yet here he was, humbly


    apologizing to her.


    Letting out a few coughs, Sydney teased and said,” Nash, your apology doesn’t seem sincere enough.”


    “How would you like me to apologize?” Nash asked leisurely.


    “Hmm… Let me think. How about inviting me to your house for a meal tomorrow?”


    “Sure, no.


    Nash readily agreed.


    “And you have to cook it yourself!” Sydney added.


    “Absolutely, I’ll do the cooking,” Nash promised.


    “You’re acting strange,” Sydney noted, her tone changing. “Do you have some other request for me?


    What’s going on?”


    When did Nash be so agreeable? What happened to his condescending attitude from yesterday?


    Nash chuckled. “Sydney, you’re really sharp. Well, I do have something to ask you…”


    “Alright, I’lle over for that meal tomorrow before we discuss. anything else.”