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    “Thank you, Mr. Newman. I truly appreciate the invitation letters.”


    “Dr. Wilson saved my mother’s life. It’s the least I can do. You’re wee.”


    Following the exchange of invitation letters, Jarrod considered discussing Derek and Coen with Sean. However, after some thought, he decided not to bring up the topic. Since he had just gotten to know Sean and Norah, it didn’t seem appropriate to delve into those matters yet.


    Sean carefully checked the timing for the charity party: 7:00 PM in two days’ time. He ran his fingers over the gold-trimmed invitation letter, lost in thought.


    At Boyd Manor, the opulent and grand manor was adorned with exquisite luxury. Six ushers stationed at the entrance greeted the arriving guests with warm smiles.


    “I can’t believe the charity party is being hosted at Boyd Manor. Whose reputation does this reflect?” someone remarked.


    “This year’s charity party is organized by several affluent and influential families, including the Boyd family. It’s not unusual for them to provide the banquet venue,” another replied.


    “The Boyd family is undeniably one of the most prominent and influential households in Silverdale. However, I must emphasize that this manor, with its exquisite decor, surpasses any price tag of several hundred million dors.”


    “With a history spanning over a century in Silverdale, the manor is an ancestral property. Its splendor is truly remarkable.”


    The passing guests were all awestruck by the manor’s opulence. It was the inaugural grand banquet hosted at the Boyd family’s estate, with over 100 guests in attendance.


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    Coen and Derek exited the taxi, marveling at the manor’s extravagance as they stood at the entrance. Regrettably, the taxi wasn’t allowed to enter, so Coen and Derek had to walk to the party venue.


    Given that everyone attending the party was a prominent figure with private vehicles, it was surprising to see someone arriving by taxi.


    Derek, who owned a modest vi in Glophia, was utterly astonished by the opulence of the manor. It was his first time encountering such luxury.


    “Dad, the Boyd family is really wealthy,” Derek remarked, his voice tinged with awe.


    Coen nodded in agreement. “They excel in various fields, with their main strength lying in business. Thanks to Hank’s invitations, we can meet potential partners here.”


    As Derek scanned the sprawling manor, he made a silent vow to himself that one day, he would own a grand estate just like this one—something that would make anyone green with envy at first sight.


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