Leonard was startled by the sight of Wilbur leaving so soon. "Are you going just like that, sir?" "I've got other things to do. I have to get going now," said Wilbur with a smile. Leonard asked weakly, "Can't you stay a few more days so I can repay you for what you've done?" "Oh, that's alright. I'm pretty sure we'll have the chance to see each other again." Leonard was a bit of a drama king and a pervert, but he did not have a bad heart. Rich people like him were honestly pretty rare nowadays, and Wilbur did not have any ill feelings toward the guy. Leonard let out a long sigh and said helplessly, "I'll send you back then, sir." "You don't have to. I'll just take the bullet train. It's faster that way. Besides, you've got far more important things to do here." Wilbur patted Leonard on the shoulder, turned around, and took off. Leonard blinked dumbly, still slightly confused. It was only after Wilbur had disappeared from the crowd's line of sight that they returned to t
Wilbur did not know what to say. Was bullying allowed just because people were bigger in size? Yet Wilbur was far too engrossed in his thoughts to be wasting his time with this man. He muttered an apology and turned back to face the window. The man sneered smugly, finally dropping the case. A while later, Wilbur received a message from Shelby, inviting him to lunch the next day. Wilbur could not say no to a request from his friend's sister, so he agreed to the lunch invitation. Despite this, the thought of Whitney made him scowl. The train arrived at Seechertown eventually, and the man next to Wilbur got up to leave with his suitcase. He sneered at Wilbur one last time before swaggering off. Wilbur shook his head, getting off the train himself. He left the station and called himself a taxi to return to Sealake Island. It was late at night then, and Wilbur entered his demiplane as soon as he returned to his room. The flame serpent slithered over excitedly but was kic
The old dragon was a good example on its own. How powerful was it really? Wilbur knew that he would not be able to figure that out in the near future, so he gave up trying. He had wanted to get himself a pill that was even more powerful than the Scorching Pill to improve his physique, seeing as his powers had grown further. This meant that his body was at the risk of imploding at any given moment, and improving his physique was the safest route to take. However, the Second Consciousness was far too tempting, and he could not say no to it. The Second Consciousness also happened to cost exactly 1,100 grace points, leaving him with a bit of leftover. Wilbur let out a pained chuckle, confirming his choice. The hourglass turned over, and there were not many grace points left after. There was, however, a new addition in Wilbur's soul. He now had two consciousnesses. One was his original consciousness, filled with all his memories and thoughts. The second consciousness was
Faye withdrew her outstretched hand, sitting down slowly as she glanced at Yumi Senka, the girl sitting next to the man. "You must be joking, Mister Yesly. Cape Consortium is self-funded, and we do not need any shareholders." The man chuckled, taking off his sunglasses. "It was an order, not a suggestion, let alone a discussion. Do you understand?" "I don't think you understand that Cape isn't a small company, nor is it the kind you can get a stake in just because you want it." Faye's expression was starting to turn cold as well. Demanding a stake in Cape and asking for half the shares in one breath. What did this man think Cape was made of? Cape Consortium had up to a billion dollars in cash flow. It was a large-scale investment group that was a far cry from the kind of company that required investors and shareholders to acquire capital. Just then, the man slowly said, "I don't think you know who I am yet." "Mister Campbell mentioned you're from Northseecher, and you're
Baron chuckled at the look on Faye's face. "This is the president of the Cemu Sect in Cherrytopia, one of the biggest in all of Cherrytopia. I'm sure you know how powerful the Cemu Sect is. Besides, it'll look good for you to have someone from the Cemu Sect as one of Cape's shareholders." The Cemu Sect was one of Cherrytopia's five main corporations. It was a terrifyingly powerful existence with a net worth of hundreds of billions. The thing was that Cape was also an international corporation worth hundreds of billions of dollars if they were to combine their overseas assets. The Cemu Sect was honestly not that big of a deal in comparison. Faye did not necessarily have to fear Yumi Senka, but she had Baron's identity to be wary of. After all, this man was actually capable of causing Cape's downfall in Dasha. After giving it some thought, Faye smiled. "Mister Yesly and Miss Senka, I'm going to have to report something of such importance to the headquarters. I'm pretty sure, thou
It was past eleven at night when Wilbur glanced at his watch. He finished meditating and got in his car, driving to Seecher Hotel. Faye's words had hardly affected him at all. Wilbur had built Cape on his own, and there was no way someone else was going to have their way with it just like that. Regardless of who it was, anyone would be thick in the head to think they could mess with him. What Wilbur was curious about now was why Shelby had invited him out to lunch at the banquet hall in Seecher Hotel. Was there an event of sorts going on? That should not be the case. Shelby and her friends were still students. What event could they possibly be attending in a banquet hall? The thought of Whitney being there gave Wilbur a headache. He did not understand why this young lady had such a vendetta against him, but it sure was annoying. He would have given her a piece of his mind a long time ago if it had not been for Shelby. Wilbur drove all the way to the hotel and took
Aside from that, she was going to take the opportunity to see if Shane's friends took a liking to Shelby and her friends. Whitney would be doing both parties a huge favor if she managed to matchmake even one couple. A rich husband was much more important in comparison to studying. To Whitney, there was no point in studying so hard since they were blessed with good looks. It was just then that Wilbur entered the hall following the hotel servers. "Wilbur!" Shelby skipped over to him, her ponytail swaying as she moved. Wilbur patted her on the shoulder with a smile, but the gesture looked like he was taking advantage of her in Whitney's eyes. Whitney frowned, coming up to the two of them saying, "Wilbur, quit it with your groping. It's disrespectful to her, and highly telling of your character." "Dude, she's my sister. What's your problem?" Wilbur flared up in annoyance almost immediately. Why was this girl hell-bent on starting trouble with him, picking at him no matter w
Wilbur glared at Whitney. "You might think I'm lying, but I think you're a joke." "What did you just say to me?" Whitney could hardly believe her ears. Was this liar calling her a joke? Wilbur's expression turned cold. "You're a student, but instead of focusing on your studies, you run around trying to find a rich husband to settle down with like nothing else matters more than money. People like you don't have any values, nor do you have the right to comment on others." Whitney froze in her tracks, turning red as a beetroot as her expression turned from shock to humiliation, morphing as she flared up in fury. She could hardly believe it, a nobody talking down to her like this. Whitney felt like someone just poured a bucket of icy water over her, tainting her beauty in a matter of seconds. She exploded at last, roaring, "What right do you have to say that to me, Wilbur? Who the hell do you think you are, huh? So what if money's important to me, everyone in this world's after