The ending of this year’s conference had been fixed. It was time to agree on the venue and time for next year’s meeting, but such a discussion wasn’t suitable for the current atmosphere. The rift between the members had deepened to a serious extent, and problems that would burst the global economy all at once were spreading worldwide. The globalization of finance that the Bilderberg Club had created over the decades was now haunting them. When the United States coughed, the flu spread all over the world.

Cough. Argh!

Cough. Aaaaargh!

***

Jonathan headed toward the entrance of the conference hall to hand out envelopes containing invitation letters to the members who came out. Only a small number of people took a curious look at it. However, out of the people who did, the majority of them returned it back to Jonathan. Their faces had stiffened as soon as they had checked it. Soon, members began to swarm around Jonathan.

“What the hell are you doing?”

He replied casually, “As you can see, it’s an invitation letter to a new club being held in Korea next year.”

The members' faces turned red with anger, but...