All Chapters of Living With My Lady Boss: Chapter 891 - Chapter 900

He said in a panicked voice, "You better watch your mouth. I'm an authoritative figure." "So what? Sit down!" Wilbur yelled. Woodrow flinched and sat down obediently. Tom and the others seemed displeased. Wilbur was so powerful that he made everyone obey. Their subordinates were also pale in the face. Their legs were trembling, and they could barely stand still. Christopher was badly injured on the floor. The three major families were dead silent, and Woodrow looked lost. Everyone felt like they were in danger. That was the outcome because Wilbur was powerful. Sally and Sadie looked at Wilbur as if he was a god. They were starstruck. Damon was more excited than they were. He was speechless while looking at Wilbur. He did not know why Wilbur made them wait, but he knew that the situation had changed. Those people could sit and chat with him in a civilized way, at the very least. Wilbur took out a cigarette at that point. He looked at Sadie and asked, "May I smo

However, Wilbur remained cool as a cucumber and asked, "Who is Mister Dune? Why did you abduct those people?" "Mister Dune is the best Sanctuary level cultivator in Aroma, Stiles Dune. He runs all the underground forces of Aroma. He knew I came here to collect debt, so he instructed me to abduct a few rich businessmen, and I agreed," replied Christopher in a panicked tone. "Where are they?" asked Wilbur coldly. Christopher said cautiously, "I told someone to take them to Stiles Dune. I don't know their specific location." Wilbur scoffed coldly and walked towards Zedeck, saying with a big smile, "There's our clue." Zedeck was thoroughly impressed with Wilbur at that moment. He did not expect him to have progress in just a few hours. The South Market police, special agents, and detectives could not find any clues for days. He thought that Wilbur truly deserved to be buddies with Mister Grayson. His capabilities and wits were beyond impressive. Zedeck nodded and said, "T

There were all sorts of games that one could imagine. Wilbur strolled around and thought about exchanging some chips to gamble. Suddenly, he heard a voice, "Sir, are you alone?" He turned around and saw a tall and slim woman in her twenties. She had refined makeup on and looked stunning in her cargo mini-skirt. The woman shot a smile at Wilbur. Wilbur smiled slightly and replied, "Yes." "I'm the receptionist here. My name is Tiff Kirk. I can help you if you need anything." The girl had a wonderful smile, and she did not look like she was working. Wilbur asked curiously, "What do you mean you said you can help me with anything?" "I can resolve any problems you're facing. All you have to do is have fun," Tiff replied with a smile. Wilbur nodded and said, "Alright. I want to exchange some chips. Can you take me there?" "Of course! What is your name?" "My surname is Penn." "Follow me, Mister Penn." Tiff smiled and led the way. She swayed when she walked, and it was ve

The odds of drawing 19 were harder than winning the lottery. They felt like they would lose for sure. As expected, everyone tossed their cards and complained when it was time to reveal their cards. However, Wilbur revealed his cards slowly. He had drawn 19. "Damn." The man next to Wilbur could not help but curse out loud. The other gamblers were stunned. They felt like Wilbur was very lucky. Tiff's jaw dropped. How lucky could he possibly be? She could not believe he was actually able to draw 19. The dealer won against the four other players but lost to Wilbur. Wilbur instantly had a pile of chips in front of him. The dealer started to shuffle the cards with a shuffling machine. A new round started after the shuffling noises. The man next to Wilbur stood up and left the table. He stood on the side to watch. There were only four players left. Everyone placed their bets. Wilbur thought about it and bet nearly 400 thousand dollars' worth of chips. Everyone

Wilbur could only use the ace as one in value for the cards he had. The ace was drawn to the card set that had 15 in total. It would be overboard if he used it as ten in value. Wilbur had 16 in total for both sets of cards. It was a tough position to be in as the values were neither here nor there. However, the dealer had an advantage, so he had an extremely high chance of losing. It was in the rules that the player had limited draws after splitting the cards. Which meant Wilbur could only have three cards in each set. His cards had reached that limit, so he was not allowed to draw more cards, which meant those were his final values. It was the dealer's turn. The dealer showed her cards, she had ten in total. She needed to draw another card. "Card." The dealer called out before drawing another card for herself. It was a two. The dealer only had 12 in total, and it was not enough to win against Wilbur. However, the dealer had greater odds of winning. She