All Chapters of Living With My Lady Boss: Chapter 1011 - Chapter 1020

Wilbur looked at the girl, before looking back at Milo. "Who's this?" "This is Wengie Cooper. She's the department technician, and also my daughter," said Milo at once. Wilbur smiled. "Like father like daughter. But like I said, this belongs to the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense now." "Sir, this is an artifact that belongs to Emerald Province. You don't have the right to it," said Wengie. Wilbur glanced at Wengie impatiently. Wengie's chest lurched under his gaze, but she held his stare with all her courage and refused to back down. Wilbur could not help but shake his head. What were these people thinking, trying to take something he wanted away from him? Just then, ten Special Forces cars pulled up with their wailing sirens, stopping at the canyon entrance. Almost a hundred Special Forces agents emerged, storming in, and surrounding the area. An old, lanky elder in his fifties wearing a suit led the team, with two men following behind him. "Secretary

The sun had set by the time Wilbur and Ryder made it back to Nichetown, and both of them were starving. They found a decent-looking diner and headed right in. They ordered a few things from the menu, planning to head back to Seechertown after they were done eating. The food was served about 15 minutes later, and both men dug in with a wolfish appetite. Just then, a man and woman walked into the diner. The man looked to be in his thirties. He was dressed head to toe in silver and gold. The woman looked young and beautiful, exuding a meek demeanor. The couple walked past Wilbur and Ryder's table, and the man accidentally knocked Ryder's suitcase over. That suitcase contained a weapon as terrifying as the super cannon, as well as the mysterious green spore from earlier. That was why Ryder had brought the suitcase into the diner with him instead of leaving it in the car. Seeing the suitcase kicked to the floor, Ryder glared at the man wordlessly. He picked up the suitcase,

Tyler was shocked by the news, scrambling to say, "Please don't be in a hurry to get physical, Mister Penn! I'll be right there with the Nichetown person in charge as soon as possible. I'm sure we'll be able to come to something agreeable." "Sure, but I can't guarantee no conflict. I can't promise nothing will happen, either." Wilbur gave Tyler his address, glancing at Yoan and the rest. Just then, Lashawn said, "No one can save you now, young man. You know that, right?" "Is that so? You can come at me all you want, then. To be honest, I don't even really need any rescue," said Wilbur. His words somehow made Lashawn's chest lurch. Lashawn was the smartest out of the four, and it was definitely strange that this man seemed so calm in a situation this dire. Just then, however, Yoan sneered viciously. "What the f*ck are you idiots waiting for? Get him!" Those men charged forward with gritted teeth, brandishing their weapons at Wilbur and Ryder before bringing them down to at

Even Lashawn and the rest of the Nichetown princes were struck dumb. Did that mean that all these people were here… just because of this guy? But… even if he happened to be some rich heir from Northseecher, someone as powerful as Secretary Howie would not be showing such respect to him. None of it made sense at all. Just then, Wilbur frowned at Tony. "Yeah, you are pretty responsible for the people of Emerald Province to be behaving like this." The words scared the wits out of Lashawn and the rest. This man had even dared to criticize Tony Howie. Who was he, really? Tony was the only one who knew Wilbur's identity as a member of the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense. That identity alone was enough to deem him untouchable. It was important to note that Albert Joeman had eyes everywhere, and it was also alleged that Wilbur and Mister Benjamin Grayson were buddies. How many people could call themselves a buddy of Benjamin Grayson? This man was terrifying in

Wilbur said in a deep voice, "I told you not to worry about the money, right? If ten billion dollars isn't enough, I'll send you a hundred billion. Just remember to manage the framework and structure of the church to prevent any troubles from arising." Karl fell silent for a beat, before saying, "I'll do as you have ordered then, Your Holiness." "Alright. Protect Catherine, too. Her safety should be your highest priority," Wilbur said before hanging up. After that, he verified his identity to have the ten billion dollars he had just made sent over to Karl. Wilbur really had hit a bump in the road now. He had made it all sound so easy, but money didn't grow on trees at the end of the day. Ten billion dollars was no small amount of money, and it would be a pretty big deal to put that money anywhere. Even a nation on a slightly smaller scale would not be able to withstand something like this. The church's growth was inexplicably tied to money, but he was running out of it.