Dexter was speechless at Xavier's desperation. After all, he was Adil's 108th descendent, not the 108th descendent of a goddess. How could he treat him if his penis had been dissected? Was he supposed to grab some dirt and mold a new one for him? Since Jerome and Wynne had both recovered, they no longer paid attention to Xavier. Since Wynne invited Dexter over in the first place, he quickly turned to him and said, "Mr. Olsen, after such a long journey, let me host a banquet to welcome you properly." However, Dexter gently waved his hand and adopted the demeanor of a reclusive sage. "I have studied medicine in the mountains since I was young and I prefer the quiet nature over the noise of the mundane world. When we gather for the banquet later, there's no need to order lavish dishes." After hearing Dexter's words, Wynne and Jerome gave him a thumbs up in admiration. Now that was a true high-level recluse! He was so young yet so distinguished! Then, Dexter suddenly shif
"You're nothing but a leech, Frederick York! Worthless and unwanted, that's what you are! Now hurry up and sign these divorce papers so that Pris can be free of you!"A thick stack of papers was rudely thrown right in Frederick's face.He clenched his fists tightly to suppress his rage. He was not in the mood to spare any attention to the well-dressed scion before him. Ignoring Wade Zahler, Frederick set his gaze on a limited edition Ferrari pulled up a distance away."Why won't she come and talk to me herself? I will only discuss the matter of divorce with Priscilla."Upon hearing Frederick's words, Wade behaved as though he'd just heard the joke of the century. He guffawed exaggeratedly."Pris handles business dealings worth tens of millions by the minute! Do you think you're worth her time talking to you personally? Who do you think you are?"For the last three years, she has had numerous dealings with Monroe Group. She is now one of the most prominent and wealthy ladies in th
The moment he turned away, Frederick decided that he would forget about Priscilla.Seeing him leave, Priscilla felt a tugging ache in her heart. She shook her head to clear her thoughts.She was determined to be the best businesswoman in the world, and Frederick would only be a stumbling block on her way to success! If she did not cut ties with him, it would be disadvantageous to her plan!"Haha! Prissy, the scumbag's finally gone. Let's go for a nice candlelight dinner!"Seeing that they were now divorced, Wade rubbed his palms together and licked his lips gleefully. He gave Priscilla a good look, all the way from her sexy legs up to her exquisite face.Priscilla frowned slightly. "I have some matters to deal with tonight. I haven't got time to have dinner with you."Didn't you say that you were going to help me deal with the divorce procedures? Here, deliver this card to Frederick for me. There are ten million dollars in here. Also, please call me by my name properly in the fut
In the Miller mansion, Priscilla's mother, Marianne Sacher, flipped through the divorce papers with a wide smile on her face. Her smile was so wide that the edges of her eyes wrinkled up."What great news! Pris has finally got a divorce from her good-for-nothing husband! I'll look into your marriage with Pris in a few days, Wade. Does your promise of a jewelry shop as a wedding gift still stand?"Wade hurriedly patted his chest and assured Marianne, "Rest assured, Mrs. Miller. The day I marry Pris will be the day you become the owner of a jewelry shop."Marianne was delighted to hear Wade's guarantee. Her daughter, who was a divorcee, in exchange for a jewelry shop. What a bargain!All of a sudden, she caught sight of a clause on the divorce papers. Priscilla had just agreed to pay Frederick an alimony of ten million dollars. Marianne's expression darkened in disgust."That son of a bitch got an alimony of ten million dollars?"Wade touched the bank card in his pocket guiltily an
Somewhere in Jenaire City, Frederick lounged on a couch in a hilltop mansion. He was in the middle of a phone call."I haven't got any orders for you. If anything crops up, I'll be sure to contact you."He let out a long sigh of relief after he ended the call. He'd answered too many calls today.Three years ago, when Frederick returned to Jenaire City, he had saved many people. All these people wanted to repay his kindness, but Frederick had no need for their help at that point. So, he came up with the Cloudbreaker and told them that if he ever needed help from them, he would release the Cloudbreaker.He had then given the Cloudbreaker to Priscilla, knowing that with these people's powers, they would be able to help her fulfill any wish that she had.Since Priscilla had released the Cloudbreaker today, all these people thought that Frederick needed something from them. Hence, they all called him in hopes of being able to repay him for saving them back then."Mr. York, is this m
Frederick narrowed his eyes. He dodged and snatched the dagger away from Mitchell in a flash.Not expecting him to move so swiftly, Mitchell lunged forward and fell heavily to the ground.When Marianne saw her son fall, she hurried into the mansion to check on him.Frederick's gaze on Mitchell was frosty as he gripped the dagger in his hand. For three years of his marriage, he had treated Mitchell like his own brother. Now that he had just gotten a divorce from Priscilla, Mitchell actually wanted to take his life? How ungrateful!Frederick threw the dagger forcefully at Mitchell. With a squelch, the blade buried itself into his thigh."Ahh!"Mitchell grabbed at his right thigh in utter shock as he watched his blood trickle down along the blade of the dagger. He was in such pain that he broke out in cold sweat.What was going on? Why hadn't the blade retracted into the hilt as it had earlier on? Had he really stabbed Frederick with it, wouldn't he have committed murder?Marianne
When the man in black heard that, he understood immediately. He grabbed Mitchell's hand and then pulled hard.As the clear crack of his bones rang out in the air, Mitchell's arm was broken.Mitchell was in so much pain that he lay on the floor, rolling around with all his might.Everything had happened too suddenly. When Marianne came to her senses, Mitchell was already severely injured.Marianne walked up to Mitchell, sobbing with empathy as she shouted at the man angrily, "Who the hell are you? I swear I won't let you off the hook!"The man's voice was void of emotion. "My name is William Quinta. If you want to avenge your son in the future, feel free to do it."Ms. Danbury wants me to kill his damned life, but I've only broken his arm so far." As the man in black spoke, he put on a cruel smile. He was about to attack Mitchell again.When Marianne heard William's words, she flew into a rage. She was about to shout at him, but Mitchell had already gone pale in the face behind her.Acc
"Stop!" Just then, a middle-aged man's breathless voice rang out.When Vivianne saw the person, her expression instantly changed. The man was none other than her father, Theodore.Theodore hastily apologized to Frederick. "Mr. York, please forgive my daughter's ignorance."When Frederick heard that Vivianne was Theodore's daughter, the cold air around him slowly dissipated."So, she's your daughter."It was only then that William put away the scimitar in his hands. He secretly heaved a sigh of relief.At the back, Vivianne was so mad that she stomped her feet. "Dad, this jerk won't help me."I want Mr. Quinta to teach him a lesson."Frowning, Theodore reprimanded her. "You're the jerk here. Hurry up and apologize to Mr. York."If not, I'll be the one teaching you a lesson."Vivianne puffed up her cheeks in anger, but she didn't dare to disobey Theodore. She walked up to Frederick and then spoke, dragging out her vowels in reluctance. "I'm sorry, Mr. York."After learning of