Wade's gaze flashed with annoyance, but it was quickly replaced with a smile as he turned to look at Wilbur instead. "What should I call you, sir?" "My last name's Penn," Wilbur said. Wade nodded. "Mister Penn, it's a pleasure to meet you. May I please ask what you do for work?" "I'm unemployed." "Still haven't found a job yet, Wilbur?" Rainie Lark, one of the classmates laughed. Wilbur smiled. "Yeah, not much I could do about it." The other classmates giggled. Although they were not really mocking him, it was clear they did not think much of him at all. Nancy sighed to herself. These girls would lose their minds if they knew who Wilbur really was. Things had been so simple back then. Their friendship used to be so pure. Everyone seemed to have changed ever since entering society, and some people had changed more than Nancy could understand. Just then, Reggie raised his glass and said, "Guys, let's drink to Mister Lynch." The three girls raised their glasses, and
Reggie panicked at those words. After all, Wade was his boss. Reggie's entire future was pretty much in the palm of the man's hand. He asked Reggie out to this gathering in hopes of climbing the ranks, only for things to work against him. Now that Wade was angry, Reggie might even get in trouble. Reggie leaned closer to Nancy and whispered, "Nancy, can you please do this for me? I'm going to lose my job if Mister Lynch is upset." Nancy sighed and nodded. It was undeniable that they had been classmates, and she felt obligated to help. "Wilbur's coming too, then. I'm not going if he isn't." Nancy could tell that something was off, but she felt like there was nothing she had to be afraid of as long as Wilbur was with her. Reggie looked at Wilbur desperately. Wilbur shook his head helplessly and said, "Sure, let's all go and have some fun." He could not find it in him to turn Nancy down. Reggie perked up at once. "Alright, let's go! Golf is a great sport. It'll be good for
It was the girls' first time trying golf too, and they were more than happy to be taught how. Reggie continued to shower them with praise, and Wade had quite a bit of fun with the three girls. Wilbur and Nancy remained on the cart, chatting every now and then. Neither of them paid the others any mind. Soon, Wade swung particularly hard and shot the ball far into the distance. Everyone else boarded the cart, and the caddy took off toward where the ball had landed. Just then, Wade said to Nancy, "Why don't you try too? It'll be good for your body." "I'm sorry, I don't know how to play either," Nancy said politely. Wade chuckled. "No worries! I'm right here to teach you." "That's fine," Nancy turned him down. However, Wade was quite visibly annoyed. He had his eyes on Nancy, but she had spent the entire evening with Wilbur and hardly paid him any attention. Very soon, the caddy stopped where the ball had landed. Wade hopped off and approached Nancy, reaching out to gra
Wilbur was hardly in the mood to get involved in this mess and merely smiled. "It's nothing. I just thought of something funny." Wade was furious too, as he had never been yelled at like that before. "How f*cking dare you! I'd like to see just what you can do to get me kicked out of here." The manager hurried over to whisper in Wade's ear at once, "Mister Lynch, this is James Chuke from Woodstown. He's in oil and gas, and his net worth is in the billions." "How f*cking dare an outsider think he can get his way in Seechertown? So what if he has money?" Despite the fact that this man was worth several times what Wade was worth, he refused to back down. After all, they were in Seechertown, not Woodstown. However, the manager continued, "Mister Lynch, you really shouldn't. This guy's bodyguards are really powerful. He has always asked to have the space to himself whenever he's here and beats up our guards if we say no. We don't have a choice either." "I'm a f*cking VIP member t
Wilbur was only saying that so that both parties would stop arguing. Besides, his classmates here were all regular folks. Wilbur did not want them to be dragged into pointless squabbles of the rich like this one. A regular person would be sure to have some extreme fantasies if they were to witness something like this, and it might even affect their life after this. Unfortunately, Wade heard Wilbur's words and turned around sharply. "Hey, you can piss off if you're scared? There's nothing in Seechertown I can't take care of." Reggie shrugged at Wilbur. There was not much he could do. Wilbur sighed, returning to the cart as he eyed James' bodyguards. Those two men were extremely fit, and they were also Aura level cultivators. There was another skinnier man, who was probably James' secretary. The two bodyguards, however, were powerful enough to be considered a threat. If none of Wade's men were at least Aura level cultivators, he would be fighting a losing battle. James pr
Nancy watched and asked Wilbur, "Can you please intervene? Our classmates are scared." Wilbur sighed and replied, "Look at them. Who can stop them? I'm afraid this matter won't come to an end if they can't settle the score." "What should we do?" Nancy was slightly worried. Wilbur replied, "Don't worry. I promise our classmates won't get hurt. As for Wade, just let him make a scene." She nodded silently. It did not matter to her as long as her classmates were safe. She quite disliked Wade and James anyway. James made another call on the side and hung up after a brief exchange of words. His secretary next to him asked, "Mister Chuke, do you want to ask Mister Lilith to come over? Isn't this getting out of hand?" James scolded coldly, "What do you know? This is also a test. There's no need for us to cooperate if he can't handle this small matter. The real estate industry is so complex. Do you think we can profit in Seechertown if he doesn't have what it takes?" "I see. No
"Yes, sir," the secretary answered and immediately ran over to say politely, "Mister Chuke, Mister Young would like to have a conversation with you." "Which Mister Young?" asked James in an uncaring tone. The secretary replied, "The person in charge of the East City District." "Tell him to come over here instead. He's just in charge of a district. What a joke," said James coldly. The secretary was dumbfounded. He could not believe James would be so uncooperative. Declan Young was a district official, and they were in his turf. How could he speak to Mister Young like that regardless of his financial status? "Please reconsider. Mister Young is the person in charge of the East City District," The secretary reiterated Declan's identity. However, James chuckled and said, "I told you to get him to come over. Did I not make myself clear?" The secretary frowned and said coldly, "You'll have to deal with the consequences." Then, the secretary returned to Declan and passed on t
Wilbur could not shake the feeling that it was not as simple as it seemed, causing him to frown deeply. Nancy noticed that he was frowning, so she asked, "What's wrong?" "Nothing. I just thought it's fun," he joked. She shook her head slightly and said, "They are so lame." "It's for the sake of their dignity. Rich people can't lose face no matter where they go," he mocked. She smiled slightly and asked, "What about you?" "Me?" Wilbur smiled and replied, "I'm chasing after different things, so you can't compare me with them." It was true that Wilbur no longer pursued money. Wilbur only wanted to become stronger, to pursue the ultimate in cultivation. He wanted to find out what was waiting at the end of his journey. He originally founded the Cape Consortium to provide a livelihood for his disbanded subordinates, so they would not have to resort to violence for survival. He was very successful at the moment. Cape Consortium made a lot of profit, the generals who were h