CHAPTER 320: CHAPTER 172: BROTHERS JOIN FORCES AGAINST M

France, Paris.

Two handsome men sit in a high-class private room at a club, elegantly sampling expensive red wine.

One of them holds a glass of red wine to his nose, savoring the aroma. He exclaims, "Geoffrey, the red wine you personally brought back from Lafite Vineyard is truly different... The vineyard must have shared their treasured collection with you, right? This wine seems to be from 1986; I recall that Lafite Vineyard hasn’t auctioned such an aged wine before."

The other man, wearing a dark, elegant shirt, also smells the red wine, "The aroma is indeed excellent, but unfortunately, I don’t have a taste for red wine. However, you two are lucky, as Theresa specifically asked me to gather wines from the vineyard knowing you love red wine."

Yes, the two speaking at this moment are Roger Leonard and Nelson Lewis.

Roger quickly removes the wine from near his nose and exclaims, "Theresa is so thoughtful, even while on a honeymoon with her husband, she doesn’t forget about us two bachelors... I must ensure Isabella learns from her, to become more considerate and gentle!"

Nelson proudly responds, his words tinged with affection, "No one can match my wife."

"Look at you so full of yourself, forgetting how you used to disdain your wife and wanted a divorce..."

"Let’s not talk about the past... At least there are no problems between Theresa and me now."

"That’s because your wife loves you deeply. If it were Isabella, with all that you’ve done, she would probably stab me..."

Nelson bursts into laughter, "Finally, a woman who can handle you..."

Roger joins in the laughter, "I just love being handled by her."

Nelson raises his glass and gently clinks it with Roger’s, "To the blossoming and fruition of our love!"

Roger lifts his glass to clink with Nelson, but his movement pauses near the rim, and he says reluctantly, "Geoffrey, don’t you think we’re missing someone for such an occasion to bless our love?"

Nelson sets down his glass, glances at the watch on his wrist, "It’s about time; he should be here..."

As soon as Nelson finishes speaking, the sound of the door opening is heard, followed by Howard Geoffrey being respectfully led into the private room by a waiter.

Roger’s face lights up with a bright smile, "Dora."

Howard, with his usual cold demeanor, sits down on the couch with an expression of indifference.

The waiter attentively pours Howard a glass of red wine.

Nelson speaks up, "Geoffrey, why are you so late? We thought you weren’t coming."

"Traffic jam."

Howard replies casually, then focuses his gaze on the excellent color of the red wine by his side.

"Dora, 1986 Lafite, personally gathered by your sister-in-law from the vineyard."

Upon hearing Roger say that, Nelson squints his eyes, "Your sister-in-law just moved her lips; the real effort was mine. I had to spend a lot of money to convince the vineyard owner."

"You can settle the bill with Dora; his money is endless."

Nelson bursts into hearty laughter...

The three men are of similar age, with Nelson being mature and generous, Howard introspective, and Roger warm and humorous.

The idea to become sworn brothers was initially suggested by Roger.

The other two had no objections, so Roger claimed the title of the youngest brother, while Nelson’s personality made him suited to be the eldest brother, leaving Howard naturally as the second brother.

In the blink of an eye, the three have known each other for over a decade, their bond surpassing that of typical siblings.

Though gatherings like this, leaving their partners behind, haven’t been frequent, none have ever missed an occasion in these dozen years...

"How’s your wife?" Howard asks Nelson, finally initiating conversation.

"She’s at the hotel, insisted on coming with me because it’s been a while since she saw you and Roger, but I thought she’d be too talkative."

"I’ll visit her and Mickey when I find the time."

"Alright, let’s wait till you’re done with your things..."

Roger mutters, "Dora is indeed busy lately, not just external troubles but internal ones too... Our baby Becca seems to be making Dora increasingly unsettled!"

Nelson raises his glass to Howard, "Geoffrey, may your long journey in pursuit of a wife be shorter than mine."

Howard remains unmoved.

Roger chuckles, "Geoffrey, let me toast with you; it’s clear Dora’s not in the mood... You don’t know, baby Becca is still thinking about leaving Dora, considering his poker face, you can tell Becca wouldn’t even let him in her bed."