Chapter 2559

"Yes, I am."

"At least five billion. All you have to do after that is wait, and the dividends will come to you."

Wilbur took a deep breath. "Can you give me a copy of the Satan Robot's blueprint, then? After all, you're the one who calls the shots on the dividend payout."

"You're overthinking the matter, Mister Penn. Do you really think I'd be that kind of guy? Don't worry. The blueprint's with me. Professor Dickens, the inventor of the robot, was killed, but the blueprint has already been made, so the project can continue without any issues."

"Can I take a look at the blueprint?"

"Of course."

Fawkes opened a safe, taking out the blueprint of the Satan Robot. Wilbur flipped through it, asking, "Did that Professor Dickens guy really get killed?"

"Yes. It seems like Johnson killed him."

Fawkes then told Wilbur about his agreement with Huck. Fawkes, at the end of the day, was just a businessman. He needed people like Huck working for him, but the Scorpion Killers had an in