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Just as Max and Michelle drove away from the jewelry store, two figures walked out of the alley just by the side.

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One was an old man who had a white beard, the other was a young man with handsome features. Both had a kind of aura that made the people around them automatically ignore them.

"Master, aren't you going to meet him?" The young man asked as he looked at the old man curiously.

"Jackson, Max is far better off living an ordinary life, there's no need for us to pull him into our chaotic lives." The old man shook his head as he walked away from the place.

"But master, you said he's a once-in-a-century genius, I'm sure he'll appreciate it," Jackson asked, not wanting to give up.

The old man sighed and shook his head looking at the young man, sighing he looked away. After a moment of silence, he said.

"I know I said that, but that was his mother's wish. He's far better off living as a rich young master."

"But he's talented, we've been around for the past few mont