Chapter 164: Uncle and Nephew

Elena shot Michelson a glare. "You don’t need to worry about my happiness. You should focus on yourself instead. You're almost forty, and you still don't have a girlfriend." "Hey! What do you mean 'almost forty'? I’m only thirty-five, and I’m still a handsome guy. Do you have any idea how many fans I have? How many gorgeous women want me to be their husband?" Just as Michelson's car pulled away, a black Maybach rolled up in front of Princeton’s gates. William, glancing at the car ahead, furrowed his brows. "Mr. Hill, Ms. Campbell got into that car just now. Should we follow?" "Follow," Roy replied in a single, ice-cold word, his mood clearly sour. In no time, Elena and Michelson arrived at a bar. Due to Michelson's high-profile identity, they chose a dimly lit corner where they could chat discreetly. "Try this," Michelson said, pouring a drink for Elena. "I went through a lot of trouble to get this a couple of months ago, waiting for a chance to drink it with you." Meanwhile, Ro