The Ray clan had lost completely, and even the Special Forces officers were subject to this man's orders. Ria finally understood that she was truly done for, and she had no leverage left against Sammy at all. It was only then that she began to regret her actions, feeling like what she had done was too much. No, she should not have treated Sammy like that, nor should she have taunted Wilbur at all. Yet now, it seemed like neither the Shandon siblings nor Wilbur were going to forgive her. Hopelessness, fear, and humiliation washed over her like a tidal wave as she sank back down onto her chair numbly. Just then, Wilbur said, "Now that you have become my disciple, Chester, I won't give you any more grief for your clan's actions." "Thank you, Master." Chester bowed deeply to Wilbur. Manfred's eyes flew open, and he stared at Wilbur in disbelief. He had thought that with how powerful Wilbur was, the Ray clan was going to be punished severely for sure, only for them to get
"Is anything else the matter?" Wilbur asked. Dom exclaimed, "We haven't even thanked you for how much you've helped us, sir! You can't just leave in a hurry like that." "That's right. At least stay a few more days so we can repay you," Sammy said, her face turning red. Dom glanced at her, raising his eyebrows thoughtfully. Nonetheless, Wilbur shook his head. "I've got a huge mess to clean up in Seechertown, I really can't stay. I know you'd like to thank me, but I have to go." Both siblings tried their best to convince Wilbur, but he insisted on leaving. At last, Dom could only offer to buy Wilbur and Chester flight tickets and send them to the airport. Before bidding them farewell, Dom said, "Sir, I haven't forgotten about the shares. I'll take the transfer documents to Seechertown to you myself once I get them sorted. Don't you worry about that." "Uh, you really don't have to," said Wilbur. Yet both siblings were adamant about extending the gesture, and Wilbur could o
Skyler laughed and got up to pledge his loyalty as well. He had been a lone ranger in the first place with nothing to lose and had complete respect for Wilbur ever since meeting him. Ian was the last to stand. He was not fit to be a cultivator and did not know why the Owens clan had picked a mortal like him to take on the role of clan leader. Ian bowed to Wilbur. "Master, the Owens clan has disrespected you greatly before, but you forgave us so generously and never punished the rest of the clan members. I'm not a cultivator, but I'm more than willing to become your disciple and pledge the loyalty of the Owens clan to you." Wilbur nodded, and Ian made his declarations as well. After he was done, Wilbur officially had six disciples: Matt, Gerard, Ian, Gertridge, Skyler, and Chester. Their respective skills were on vastly differing levels, and there was even a mortal with no powers at all, but they were all definitely forces to be reckoned with. As for Faron, Elsa, and Faye
Faye let out a long sigh. "What now?" "It's my friend, Ethan Osborn. His sister seems to be in some trouble. I need to check it out," Wilbur replied helplessly. Faye scowled, slapping Wilbur on the arm. "You've got lots of options, haven't you? First that Sammy Shandon, and now some girl in college?" "What are you talking about?" Wilbur huffed in amusement. "She's a close friend's sister." "Well, what's up between you and Sammy, then?" Faye stared Wilbur down. Wilbur scrambled to say, "Nothing! I swear on my life. Nothing at all!" "You might not feel that way, but she might. That's a celebrity right there." Faye's stare was starting to send chills down Wilbur's back, and he hastily said, "I need to get to Shelby in case something happens to her." He got up in a hurry and fled from the room. Faye sighed, leaning back against the couch saying nothing. As a woman, she could tell that Sammy did have feelings for Wilbur. Who knew what Wilbur had been up to during his t
The three men exchanged glances, and the man who had been singing put his microphone down. He then sat down and looked at Wilbur. "Shelby's friend, huh? What's your name?" "Wilbur Penn," Wilbur replied. Whitney frowned. "Why didn't you tell us he was coming, Shelby?" "Well, he's a friend of ours, isn't he? I didn't think I had to," Shelby justified. Whitney sighed, but said, "Let me introduce you to them." Wilbur nodded, and Whitney gestured at the man who had been singing. "This is Mister Conrad Willis from Blossom Corp, with a net worth of up to a hundred million dollars. We're good friends." "It's nice to meet you, Mister Willis," Wilbur smiled as he greeted Conrad, who merely let out a chuckle. "This is Mister Howie Chewston, executive manager of Woods Corporate. He has a yearly income of over three million dollars." "Nice to meet you, Mister Chewston." "Finally, this is Mister Cameron Shank of Ultra Corp. His family owns a beverage factory, and they earn up to si
Conrad scoffed. "Everyone in Seechertown knows better than to mess with me. You entered a private room and intruded on my night out, and now you're trying to leave with one of my friends. Who the hell do you think you are?"Whitney said, "Just tell him to leave, Shelby. Don't make this difficult for us."She had been friends with Conrad for about half a year now. He was a generous man, with friends who were just as wealthy as he was.Whitney had received quite a few gifts from Conrad, even in the form of cold, hard cash.She knew what Conrad was trying to do, and had thus kept him at arm's length while maintaining a close enough friendship with him. Whitney was certain that all she had to do was figure out what Conrad liked and kept him happy, and she would be set for the rest of her life.Thus, she did not want Wilbur to get on Conrad's bad side.A wealthy young man like this was not to be messed with.Whitney thought that it was not worth it for Wilbur to offend Conrad, and ev
The look on Shelby's face made Conrad flare up in anger. "Well, I tried to be nice here. Get him!" Howie and Cameron each grabbed a bottle from the table, and the three men had Wilbur surrounded. Shelby panicked. "What the hell are you doing? I'm calling the police!" Whitney dragged Shelby away at once, muttering, "Have you lost your mind? They're just scaring him. Come on, we should get back, or do you want our school to find out and expel us?" Shelby was then yanked out of the room by Whitney in a flurry. Wilbur looked at the three men around him, his expression darkening as he said, "I wasn't going to make a big deal out of things because a friend's sister was here, but it looks like you're letting this get to your heads." "What the f*ck did you just say? I'll f*cking kill you!" Conrad yelled, swinging the bottle in his hand down on Wilbur. A loud thump could be heard. Wilbur had kicked Conrad into the corner of the room in just one move, leaving Howie and Cameron in
"And who the f*ck are you?" Wilbur asked. Tim raised an eyebrow but followed with a sly chuckle. "The f*cking nerve of this guy. Everyone knows who Tim Lane is." "Tim Lane? I've never heard of you," Wilbur said coldly. Tim's expression darkened. "I was going to let you two settle this amicably, but you're going to have to suffer for talking to me like that." "He's too arrogant, Mister Lane! Come on, teach him a lesson!" Conrad shouted from the side. Tim was still a businessman and knew how to talk like one. "Look, you're going to apologize to my guest. I'll break one of your legs after that, and we can call it even." "Apologize?" Wilbur's expression turned dark. "These guys were feeling my friend up and not letting her leave. They even threatened me to hell and back before you guys got here. If you break their legs instead, I'll let this slide. You won't have to shut down your karaoke club, either. Get to it, or I'll make sure you disappear off the face of Seechertown." "