“What?!”

Carlo was left stupefied by his son’s exclamation.

For this party, he had called over the strongest muscle he had from the midlands.

His aim was simple, too-after the party was over, he would demonstrate to Zamri’s wealth and power the depths of Carlo Group’s strength: fifty Birthright-ranked elites!

“Are you serious…?!”

Carlo was caught in disbelief even as he stared at his son-those fifty Birthright-ranked elites were the trump cards that his company had consolidated over the years, and they were all gone without warning?

However, he also knew that his son would never joke around on an occasion such as this!