(Back to Seon-Hu’s point of view.)

I raised an eyebrow. Gillian got an invitation from the Bilderberg Club?

<Gillian: This happened out of nowhere. Were our group’s owners involved in making this decision?>

<Seon-Hu: Well, I’m not sure. Congratulations, I wish I were you. I knew you would become one of them, but I feel like it should have happened earlier.>

<Gillian: How much do you know about the Bilderberg Club, Ethan?>

<Seon-Hu: I’ve only learned about it through hearsay. Anyway, there is no doubt that it will be helpful to you and the group. Congratulations again.>

<Gillian: Thank you, Ethan. I’ll get back to you later.>

I could tell that he was suppressing his emotions. There was no one in the world who was as intelligent as Gillian, and he knew better than anyone else in regards to why the Bilderberg Club was bringing him in. They were actually inviting his group, not himself, as he was the CEO of the Gillian Investment Finance Group. They would soon manage the capital of nearly one trillion...