America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

Chen An looked at this former enemy, now a capable assistant.

"As a reward, it's time for you to look up from that pile of reports."

"You're coming to Europe too?" Chen An extended an invitation.

Ava stopped writing.

A charming smile played on her lips as she unbuttoned one button of her suit jacket, revealing a lace camisole underneath.

"Europe? That sounds good. I just happened to have a few sets ordered in Paris..."

"Hmm, very interesting lingerie."

"Perhaps we need to find a place where the board isn't watching, so we can 'try it on' for you alone?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking too." Chen An's eyes were playful. "The master bedroom on the Black Pearl is very large, enough for you to see every detail clearly."

……

Montana, Grizzly Reservation and Titan Mine.

The signal on the right screen is a little unstable; that's video from a satellite phone.

The background is a desolate wilderness where the snow has just begun to melt.

Aya rode on that chestnut horse, carrying the Winchester rifle that Chen An had given her on her back.

Her hair was braided into many small braids, which made her look even wilder.

Behind her was a patrol of Native Americans on horseback, and a busy mining area not far away.

"Hey! Um...husband? Or boss?"

Aya wasn't used to talking into her phone, so she shouted loudly.

"Everything's fine here! I shot two rats that tried to steal the ore, and the rest ran away!"

"My grandfather asked me to ask you when you're coming back for the new herbal tea?"

"No rush to drink your tea."

Looking at the energetic little wild leopard, Chen An felt a warm current well up in his heart.

"Aya, have you ever seen the ocean?"

"The sea?"

Aya paused for a moment, "Never seen one. I've only ever seen lakes. The really big kind."

"Would you like to see it? The real, blue sea. And ships bigger than houses."

"I want to!" Aya said without hesitation, "But if I leave, who will watch the mine?"

"Let Ironhead and Uncle Sam watch them. They won't get lost."

Chen An coaxed, "Besides, I miss you too."

"I want to see what it's like to see Montana's Mustangs running on the beach."

Aya's face turned red in the cold wind.

"Then...should I bring my bow?"

"Take it. Although I don't think I'll have the opportunity to let you fish on the yacht."

"But it would be pretty cool to have that thing hanging outside a bikini."

……

The video conference has ended.

Three women in three different locations, each with distinct personalities and responsibilities.

But they have one thing in common.

They both gave their most precious loyalty and love to the same man.

"An, what are you thinking about?"

Behind him, a pair of gentle arms wrapped around Chen An's neck.

Sarah came in carrying a plate of cut fruit.

She waited outside the door without disturbing his "business."

"I'm thinking..."

Chen An closed his laptop, turned around, and pulled Sarah onto his lap. "This trip is going to be quite lively."

"So many women... I mean, isn't this yacht a bit too crowded?"

Sarah, Jessica, Katie, Madeline, Irina, Ava, Aya.

There were seven people in total.

If we don't count Erin Wayne, who is currently filming and will fly over a few days later to join us.

These are the current members of the Titan Empire's "Core Cabinet".

Sarah smiled gently and peeled a grape to feed him.

"Don't worry, darling. The Black Pearl has six decks and a total of twenty rooms. And..."

She leaned close to Chen An's ear, her voice carrying a hint of slyness from someone who had been through it all.

"Although having more women might lead to arguments, it also creates... competition among them."

I think you'll enjoy unprecedented service on this trip to Europe.

"After all, nobody wants to admit defeat in front of that Hollywood actress or the Russian factory manager, right?"

This is the absolute truth.

A battleground?

No, not for Chen An, who was at the center of absolute power.

This is a sweet trouble, the art of managing the harem.

That makes sense.

Chen An swallowed the grape and felt a sweetness that warmed his heart.

"Oh, right," Sarah suddenly remembered something, "have you forgotten someone?"

"Who?"

"Over in Hollywood," Sarah reminded her, "Miss Eileen."

"She sent me several tickets to the movie premiere, as well as a proposal for 'Green Flame Pictures'."

"She asked you, 'When can I go to the set to 'give some pointers'?'"

"Oh, that big star."

Chen An recalled the actress who was arrogant on the red carpet but extremely accommodating in bed.

Tell her that she doesn't need to send the ticket.

"Once we've had our fill of fun in the Mediterranean, the Black Pearl will head straight to the Cannes Film Festival."

"I will personally lead her down the red carpet."

……

All the clues have been exhausted.

Mines in Montana, factories in Canada, companies in San Francisco, and resources in Hollywood.

And then there are these female confidantes scattered across various places.

A huge net has been woven.

Now, the owner of this net has decided to temporarily lay down his claws and enjoy the feast of life.

"Pass the word down."

Chen An stood up and looked out the window at the vibrant vineyard.

"Assemble in three days. Destination: Monaco, Monte Carlo."

"Titan, ready to set sail."

Nice, French Riviera Airport.

As the busiest private jet landing center on the Mediterranean coast.

Every day, a fashion show of money and luxury unfolds here.

But today, when a huge, custom-built Boeing 787 landed, it still attracted the attention of many ground staff on the tarmac.

This is not your average Gulfstream; this is a true palace in the sky.

The cabin door opened, letting in a refreshing, salty, and warm Mediterranean sea breeze.

Wearing sunglasses and a casual white linen suit, Chen An was the first to step off the gangway.

Behind him was a women's legion that would put any European royal family to shame.

Sarah wore a wide-brimmed straw hat, looking elegant and composed.

Jessica looked vibrant and energetic in hot pants and a bikini top, with a see-through sun protection shirt over them.

Katie carried her special knife bag with a smug look on her face.

Madeline, on the other hand, seemed to be back on her home turf, communicating fluently with the airport staff.

"Is this the European sun?"

Jessica took a deep breath. "It doesn't feel much different from California."

"At most, it just means... there's a bit more of a money smell in the air."

"Stop sighing, you country bumpkin."

Katie gave her a push from behind, "Hurry up and get on the shuttle bus, I need to go see if the kitchen on that ship is any good."

"We need to transfer to a helicopter to get there."

Chen An pointed to the three Airbus H145 helicopters next to him that had already started their rotors.

"Monaco does not have a large airport."

"For people like us who are in a hurry, chartering a plane is the only option."

"Wow! Cool!"