Living With My Lady Boss novel Chapter 7

Wilbur chuckled. "I've told you not to get violent with me, or you'll regret it."

"Just ignore him, Blake. Fighting with someone like him will only taint your value. Let's go." Yvonne glared at Wilbur in disdain as she pulled Blake away.

Before leaving, Blake said, "Just you wait, b*stard. I'm not done with you yet. You're so dead when I have the time."

"That's fine with me," Wilbur replied with a smile.

The pair left with their bodyguards with their heads held high, swaggering away.

Wilbur shook his head and mumbled to himself, "I'm looking forward to your wedding, too."

With that, he drove back to the house at Castlebury. After parking his car at the entrance, he cast a glance around the area and decided that he should look around and familiarize himself with the complex.

The neighborhood was pretty big with a central garden. The garden alone was around thirty acres, almost the size of a public park.

Wilbur reminisced on his life as he strolled about in the garden.

His parents had mysteriously disappeared in his childhood, leaving him in his grandfather's care. His Dragonsoul awoke when he was sixteen, and he inherited a wide set of ancient skills.

He then went abroad, forming the Abyss Mercenaries and amassing a fortune for himself.

Upon dissolving the Abyss Mercenaries, he founded the Cape Consortium before returning to his old home in Seechertown to get married.

However, he ended up being abandoned and humiliated instead of living a happy life in love. In hindsight, the only constant in life was change, with numerous vicissitudes for a person to go through.

Lost in thought, he heard a voice call out from behind. "Stop! Don't come any closer."

Wilbur looked up and saw a hunky man clad in a black suit blocking his way.

In front of him was a young, beautiful girl in her twenties helping an old man walk.

Wilbur frowned. "Why? Do you own this place?"

"No, but keep your distance," The hunk said emotionlessly.

Wilbur said calmly, "Since that's not the case, anyone can take a stroll here. Get out of my way."

"I won't show you any mercy if you come any closer!" The hunk was unmoved.

Annoyance could be seen on Wilbur's face as he glowered and said, "Are you trying to abuse your power?"

The hunk's expression turned cold. Just then, the old man interrupted with a hoarse voice, "Out of the way! God, you're annoying. This is a public space. I don't own this place!"

It was only then that the hunk backed off.

Wilbur walked up to the old man who smiled and greeted him.

Wilbur bowed slightly in response and continued to walk forward.

Just then, the girl uttered, "So rude."

"What did you say?" Wilbur turned to look at the girl.

The girl pushed up her glasses and replied, "I said that you were rude."

Wilbur said calmly, "Young lady, not everyone cares about hierarchy as you do. I think I was being nice enough."

The girl's expression hardened. "What are you trying to say, huh?"

The old man saw that the two were about to argue and let out a chuckle, "Kiddo, I'm going to have one foot in the grave real soon. Do me a favor and let this slide, will you?"

Wilbur roughly looked the old man up and down before saying slowly, "Wow, you're pretty ill."

What he said pissed off the girl at once. She pointed at Wilbur's nose in outrage. "I dare you to say that again!"

"Was I wrong?" Wilbur was composed.

The girl was about to burst into a fit of rage when the old man stopped her. He said with a smile. "You don't seem like a regular person, young man."

Wilbur responded calmly, "I'm pretty average."

"I don't think so. Tell me, how much longer do you think I've got to live?" the old man asked all of a sudden.