Wilbur nodded silently at those words. They most definitely came straight from Rogan's heart. This country was not very big, but they were still a whole nation with countless departments and people. Rogan could not control and regulate every single person's greed. However, his promise just now would be enough so that Everest Foreign Trade would be free of problems for good. After all, Rogan was the president. He was the one with the power. "Let's continue working well together then, Mister President." Wilbur stuck out a hand to shake Rogan's. Rogan finally smiled, shaking Wilbur's hand as well. He then turned to Hannah. "I really am sorry, Miss Toya. Please give me a call the next time anything like this happens. If I'm not around, Mister Osborn can help you as well." Hannah nodded dumbly. She was still a little dazed. Despite knowing that Wilbur was the all-powerful Trevor Penn, she had not expected this level of power. This man had the national president treat
Hannah did not know why she was doing this She just felt like that was the only chance she would get. The gesture, however, scared Wilbur out of his wits. "Hey! Miss Toya!" Wilbur yelled repeatedly, but Hannah kept going. The collar of her blouse fell open as she leaned over, exposing a blinding sight to Wilbur's eyes. Hannah had a pretty face and an alluring gaze. Not many men would be able to resist such temptation. For a split second, Wilbur almost went for it. He snapped out of it the very next second. He had a girlfriend. Besides, there was no way anything would come out of him and Hannah. "Miss Toya, please have some water." Wilbur's voice struck Hannah in her soul. She jerked harshly, straightening up and staring at him in a daze. The next second, she let out a bitter laugh and sat down, taking the glass Wilbur handed to her. "I'm sorry. I think I've lost my mind," Hannah smiled painfully. Wilbur said, "Goodbye, Miss Toya. I've got a plane to catc
Wilbur knew that there was no refusing at this point and could only agree to meet them. He then made the call to Eileen as planned, to ask about the person with the antique. Eileen said that the guy had left the antique behind upon hearing that Wilbur was not in and left in a hurry. The guy had asked Wilbur to head to Keenan City in Lull Province once he was back, and that it was urgent. Wilbur did not know what to say to that. Was this guy not worried in the slightest that Wilbur might not be able to do anything, or if he turned out to be a scammer? Maybe he really was at the end of his wits. Wilbur had an appointment to go to first, though. He left the plane with a frown, calling for a cab to head straight to Castlebury. Wilbur could not help but be plagued by his curiosity along the way. Who was this person to bring about the company of Orin Campbell himself? Just then, however, a loud thump could be heard. It turned out that the cab had been rear-ended. The
The woman's words seemed to have affected the man's pride. He glowered at Wilbur viciously. "I dare you to say that again." "You're a piece of shit going around bullying the weak! What are you going to do to me for saying that?" Wilbur mocked. The man's expression darkened even more. The girl continued watching the scene unfold next to him. "You motherf*cker!" The man shouted out loudly, swinging a punch at Wilbur. However, before he could even reach out, Wilbur had landed a kick on his stomach. The man cried out in agony as a tremendous force sent him flying, landing heavily against the door of his own car. The car door dented from the impact, and the man slid down as he wailed in pain. The woman let out a scream. "How dare you attack him?" Wilbur looked at the woman, his gaze icy. "So, you're allowed to attack others, but not the other way around?" A chill seemed to rise in the woman's chest. She shivered and did not dare to say another word. Just then, th
Zedeck hurried to say, "No, no, none of that! You're old friends with Mister Grayson. I should be showing you respect instead." It was clear that Zedeck already knew who Wilbur was. Wilbur did not know whether to laugh or cry. It was a little ridiculous that this higher-up was saying he should treat him with respect. Wilbur could also tell that this was definitely no ordinary dinner. There was no way Benjamin would just invite Wilbur all the way over to introduce him to Zedeck. Just then, Susie poured everyone a glass and Benjamin raised his. "Let's have a little drink before anything." The crowd followed, draining their glasses. Just then, Wilbur said, "Come on, Mister Grayson. Just say what it is you have to say. There isn't a need to beat around the bush with me." "You know me best, young man," Benjamin chuckled. "Well, Zedeck here has run into a little trouble that he would like your help with." Wilbur cursed internally. What could a province chief need his he
Orin and Zedeck were taken aback, but they quickly regained their composure. It was fine since Wilbur was the one who beat him up. Benjamin glanced at Wilbur, then he yelled, "Bring that little asshole in here!" Susie soon brought in a bruised guy with stylish clothes. The guy wanted to cry when he saw Benjamin, but he noticed that Wilbur was sitting there. He could not believe his eyes. He subconsciously blurted out, "F*ck! How dare you trespass on this household! Let's see who will save you now!" Wilbur smiled faintly and had a sip of his drink. Benjamin scolded sternly, "Shaw Grayson, what have you done out there?" The guy named Shaw Grayson instantly felt a shiver run down his spine. He noticed that something was wrong. He rolled his eyes and mumbled, "I had a car accident. It's nothing major." He glanced toward Orin and the others while he spoke. "Was it only a car accident?" asked Benjamin coldly. Shaw went pale, and he did not dare to speak. Wilbur as
Wilbur shook his head and sighed. Degenerates were bound to appear for successful families. It occurred even when the Graysons were strict. It appeared that it was inevitable anywhere. Suddenly, an alarming thought crossed his mind. He was reminded that he was rooted with a lot of people around him. It seemed like he also had to be careful. Zedeck tried to ease the tension by chuckling and saying, "Come on, Mister Grayson. Let's have a drink. Don't be angry." However, Benjamin was not in the mood. He shook his head without saying anything. Orin did not dare to say anything. Wilbur noticed it and said, "Mister Grayson, Mister Campbell, I'll head back first. Let's depart to the South Market tomorrow morning, alright?" "That's wonderful." Zedeck was waiting for Wilbur to say that. Benjamin nodded. Wilbur chatted with Orin for a while before he said his goodbyes and left. He went back to Sealake Island. He visited Eileen's room when she was meditating. She lifted a
Wilbur suddenly stood up and said, "No. Don't try to trick me by making things up. I won't do anything without concrete evidence." Then, he left the room. Eileen sighed deeply when she watched Wilbur leave. Was he still afraid? If he would not take over the Kiwanis Club, who would? Should she just let those people ruin the Kiwanis Club? She shook her head and frowned deeply, then leaned back lazily on the sofa. The autumn sunlight shone on her. Her curvy body was as seductive as a ripe peach. Wilbur went back to his room and tossed the box on the table. He lethargically dropped onto the sofa. He stared at the ceiling and wondered. He did not notice when Faye entered the room. She was wearing a lacy strap robe that night. Her loose clothes did nothing to conceal her sensual body. Her cleavage could be vaguely seen as she moved, making for a stunning sight. Faye cheerfully entered the room, but Wilbur was distracted. She was taken aback at first. Then, she hur