Chapter 125

The three of them chatted away, clearly buzzing with excitement over today's successful bid. Jameson laughed heartily. "Didn't expect Oliver, the big shot of the finance world, to fall flat at our feet." Isaac smirked. "Tristan didn't even back him. Just tossed in some no-name rookie, and surprise, surprise—didn't work out. That Landon Haynes guy doesn't exactly come from money either. Add them up, they still don't measure up to you, Mr. Robinson." Cloud gave a modest nod, tone humble as ever. "You're too kind. Actually, I've got a little surprise for you both today." He clapped his hands, and three stunning young women strutted in and took their spots next to each of the men. Both Jameson and Isaac, already in their fifties, looked at the young women—who could easily be their daughters—with eyes full of lust and amusement. The three women peeled off their coats, revealing nothing underneath but scanty bikinis. Jameson and Isaac didn't hold back, their hands wandering freely. Watching