"I think I know that young man, he looks familiar...." A man in his forties wearing casual clothes uttered.

Just then, a young man with an aggressive facial expression let out an unhappy remark. "I doubt that. It's more likely that he's a seller of narcotics. This kind of person should be imprisoned!"

There was no chance for him to believe that Sett, who looked like he was the same age as him, would be the owner of the yacht and the private jet, while he, on the other hand, was barely making a living while working his a*s off for twenty-four hours a day!

In response to the jealous young man, the man in his forties let out a chuckle as he spoke a word for word.

"That's where you're mistaken; he's Mr. Crow, the owner of the city's largest entertainment industry. Not just that, he's also the owner of the famous casino, and don't say "he's just lucky" as he managed to achieve it by beating the young master Rocco, the eldest son of Don Alfonso!" He paused for a moment before narrowing h