The next day at the Rainville Coffee Estate.

This was a private coffee estate filled with expensive coffee plants. The coffee estate was surrounded by mountains and water, and an artificial lake had been built. At the end of the lake was a villa that occupied more than half of the hill.

In a place like Greyport, where every inch of land was expensive, it was obvious that anyone who could own a private coffee estate must be wealthy.

This was John’s private coffee estate.

John had already retired from the business world. His only hobby was drinking coffee. Now, he planted and brewed coffee to cultivate his mind.

At ten in the morning, Bruce arrived at the coffee estate as agreed!

John was fiddling with a few expensive coffee plants.

Greyport was close to the sea, and the climate was hot and humid. The coffee plants were very delicate and hard to grow. Besides stringent requirements for sunlight and temperature, there were also extremely high requirements for soil quality.

However, John had grown the coffee plants to be green and lush. It could be seen that he had put in a lot of effort.

“John, how have you been?” Bruce was wearing casual clothes with a black windbreaker.

Unlike his domineering and composed style when he wore a suit, he looked more cheerful and amiable.

“Bruce, how have you been?” John asked warmly as if he was greeting his grandson.

Although John was over 90 years old, he looked to be only in his sixties or seventies. He was hale and hearty. Dressed in white, he looked like an amiable and ordinary old man.

However, from his eyes, one could see a trace of the domineering and ruthless youth he had once been.

In his early years, John made his fortune in the sea trade. In that era, piracy was prevalent at sea, and sailors lost their lives if they were not careful.

John was able to make a name for himself in that era and monopolize the trade at the pier of Greyport. Becoming the Ship King of his generation was a testament to his courage and skills back then.

Bruce carried a tin of high–end coffee beans and walked forward with a smile. “They’re all doing quite fine!

“John, you’re in the pink!”

As Bruce spoke, Bruce placed the gift container on the bamboo coffee table.

John chuckled. “I invited you here for coffee. Why did you bring a gift?”

“How could I come empty–handed after not visiting you for so long? I know you like to drink coffee, so I’specially brought you authentic Arabica coffee beans.”

The Arabica coffee beans were produced in Hanston. They were extracted from the two coffee plants grown by the king

back then.

They could not be bought on the market at all.

“Try the coffee from the coffee plant which I grew myself. I grew the plant and brewed the coffee myself.”

John grabbed Bruce and brought him to his coffee room affectionately.

As soon as Bruce entered the coffee room, the rich aroma of coffee wafted into his nose.

the room. The coffee set was all made of clay. They did not look modern at

John á long time before a pot

cup of it to Bruce proudly. “Here, try

cup and took a sip. “Yes, it’s mellow and aromatic in my

John heard that, he smiled even more kindly

the coffee beans

John was not a professional coffee

when one sat by the lake to look at the bamboo forest and drink coffee with

to

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them exchanged pleasantries for

and looked at Bruce meaningfully. “The most

doesn’t care about trifles when he does things. A great person

stunned. A hint

understand what

and said half–teasingly. “I heard that you’ve been bullying

Bruce frowned, and his face

of which, your grandfather, Raymond, and I had struggled during the same phase

had to be fought with one’s life. Those who could. make a name for themselves

do so

Raymond are no longer alive! When I see your generation, I

people got older, they liked to talk about

He talked endlessly

Bruce still had basic manners and self–restraint. He

granddaughter. No matter what, she’s a

finished talking, he poured another cup of

holding the coffee cup

have struck his

continued, “You’re the most outstanding boy among the

your grandfather were still alive, he would probably be smiling in his grave when he saw how well you’ve developed his

afterworld, I’m sure he’d

burned. He actually felt a little

Exactly!

be said to be the bellwether of the business world! Money was just

the ability, the greater

and do things that would contribute

saying goes, a gentleman doesn’t fight with a woman. There are so many meaningful things that can be done. Why do

hit the nail on the head and directly

put down his coffee cup

seems that you’re young at heart. You’re

Have some

things and people. Live and

he was at a

someone else had said those

coupled with his seniority, Bruce was willing

John had spoken up for Joanna. It seemed

sweet

well–dressed, young, and beautiful woman walked in from outside the

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