I Am the Ruler of All (Kingsley) novel Chapter 566

Reene gently tapped Kingsley's nose. "Alright, I know you care about me! But Vice President Robinson isn't someone we can easily trouble!"

Speaking of which, she suddenly asked in confusion, "But... what do you mean when you say he isn't doing his job well? Besides being the Vice President of Coliree Group, does he have other professions?"

"Well..." He also realized that he had misspoken.

Daniel Robinson was just an unknown soldier on Coliree Island, which was why he made such a comment.

Seeing Reene's puzzled expression, Kingsley instantly opened the car door and entered the car before waving through the window, saying, "Reene, I'm in a hurry! Bye now!"

With that, he stepped on the gas pedal and drove the car straight out of the villa's courtyard gate.

In a flash, he reached the highway and gradually slowed the speed before setting the address for Holdaway Golf Estate on the navigation.

Following the navigation, he drove eastward through the crowded traffic.

After driving for more than half an hour, he gradually left the city center.

Seeing the traffic around him becoming sparse, Kingsley knew he was approaching his destination!

Holdaway Golf Estate was located in the east of Cleapolis.

Previously a renowned city park, it was later acquired by a billionaire at a substantial cost and transformed into this luxurious golf estate.

Despite its expansive size, the golf estate had a relatively low profile within Cleapolis. Even most ordinary citizens were unaware of its purpose. Apart from occasional visitors, few people came here for leisure or other activities.

Consequently, when Kingsley reached the entrance of Holdaway Golf Estate, there were only a few vehicles on the road.

As he gazed at the serene landscape adorned with trees lining the road, Kingsley could not help but sigh. The lives of the wealthy are truly a world apart. Such scenery is so rare in the city…

As if in anticipation of today's gathering of underworld forces, the estate gates stood wide open.

Before him stood a group of young men dressed in black jackets, their wary gazes fixed upon him.

The leader, with medium-length hair neatly parted in the middle and round sunglasses perched on his face, bore a striking resemblance to the collaborationists of the last century.

Fidgeting with two small balls in his hands, he carefully examined Kingsley from head to toe before saying with a drawn-out tone, "Hmm... You seem unfamiliar. I don't recall seeing you in the Solaris Province underworld before."

Kingsley had a cold smile and replied, "I'm not someone from the underworld, so it's not surprising that you haven't seen me."

"Not from the underworld?!" The "collaborationist" raised his voice abruptly.

"Do you have any idea that an underworld meeting is taking place here today?! If you're not part of the f*cking underworld, what on earth brings you here to join in the fun?!"

Kingsley placed his hands behind his back and said calmly, "So? Does that mean I can't attend the meeting if I'm not part of it?"