Chapter 210: The Mounteclair Ball XI

Prince, Valentin, and Duke sat in their chairs, laughing uproariously.

"Woo hoo!" Duke chanted, his face red with glee.

"Yes, serves those bastards right," Prince said with a sly grin.

"You see the look on those guys' faces?" Duke added. "Holy crap, Prince, I didn't know you were such a good investor."

"I'm not a good investor," Prince said, leaning back with a smirk. "But I'm incredibly good at poker. And I can tell when a man is playing a game."

"Very impressive," Valentin said quietly, his eyes gleaming with respect.

"Tell me then, who is this Stockholm?" Prince asked, glancing at both Duke and Valentine.

"Stockholm is an investor," Duke explained. "He comes from a family of investors."

"They're royals then?" Prince asked.

"No," Duke replied.

"Then what country do they hail from?" Prince pressed.

"They have no country," Valentin said. "But they are in every country."