Amelia froze up when she heard the gangstar leader utter the name 'Williams'"Y-You know Mr. Williams?!" she shrieked, terror-stricken."Hmph. He is my sister's husband. Why won't i know him?" Carl, the gangstar boss beamed with pride.Mr. Williams was a local big shot serving as one of Red Mist Auction house veteran managers. Although he wasn't a billionaire, it wasn't far-stretched to call him a small time millionaire."That isn't the matter though. How dare you borrow money from Mr. Williams and refuse to pay huh?" Carl hollered.Amelia's face went ashen. She knew this day was coming. Although she didn't borrow any money from Mr. Williams, she had recieved some 'small' gifts from him while he was pursuing her."How dare you infringe on my territory huh?!" a masculine voice roared.Six yamaha bikes suddenly drove into the scene. The bikers all wore biker jackets and fingerless gloves, making them look like badasses straight from an action movie.Carl snapped his head towards the dir

Drew parked his car besides Hugo's apartment. When he rushed in, he was met with a dramatic scene.A chubby lady and a man with scrawny frame were hot, lost in the moment as they threw insults at Hugo and his wife.Drew's sudden appearance managed to bring a sudden but brief silence."And who is this new guy?" the chubby lady scruntized the new comer with her eyes."Is this your backing? hmph, he looks more like a road side beggar to me. Look, he even wore two different sets of crocs!" Mrs. Joan erupted in mocking laughter.Drew blushed with embarrassment. He was in such a hurry that he didn't!t even spare his foot wear a proper look."That is Mr. Drew my benefactor. I won't tolerate you speaking ill of him" Hugo stood up in defense.He had deep veneration and adoration for Drew who not only helped him financially, but also cured his son illness.Drew smiled in satisfaction when he saw Hugo fiercely defending him.This man knew how to appreciate. Helping him was worth it.However, Dre

Drew handled the wheels as he appreciated the views of the city. After meeting up with Hugo's family, he couldn't help but develop some curiosity. Were deviants the only super powered beings? According to what he knew, Developing a Rcx cell wasn't based on luck or resource alone, but hereditary. To be a Deviant, one of your ancestors must have been one too. But according to Hugo, his ancestral line was made up of pretty regular people. Drew sighed. He was starting to have an headache. Just at that moment, his phone rang. "Mr. Callahan?" Drew smiled wryly at his phone screen. He felt kind of guilty that he hadn't paid the old man a visit even after promising to do so. "Hello Mr. Callahan" "Drew. Didn't you say we are no strangers? why the formalities?" an old voice guawffed from the other end. "I forgot myself Uncle Callahan. Is there a problem at your side?" "Well, sort of.." Mr. Callahan trailed off. He was obviously hesitating."Mr. Henicky is hosting his birthday next w

"Julian, who the heck does that guy think he is huh? how dare him make us wait so much?" a youth lavishly dressed snorted, visibly annoyed.His name was David Banks. His father Joe Banks was a rich oil merchant who had a a huge amount of shares in an oil well. He had various dealings with the government and was quite the respected fellow.Even the mayor of West Wing city would have to respectfully address him as 'Sir'Riding on his dad's influence, it had always been David making people wait on him, not the other way round.Julian panicked when he noticed the other young rich scions in the banquet room starting to grumble."Guys calm down. Drew must have been held up due to the traffic. But don't worry, he'll be here any moment from now!"Julian felt like crying. If he offended any one of those attending the banquet, his Wayne family would be finished!The only reason he could attend such a gathering was due to his status as an in name disciple of a Divine Physician."He could've just

After some time, Tom finished brewing the poison. Meanwhile, Drew was still dicing his herbs. He was as slow as a lazy snail. "Master Tom will win for sure!" "Yeah. I bet the reason why that loser is delaying so mucht is to stall for time" "Yeah. What a useless person" Drew finally finished up after another ten minutes passed. Compared to Tom's poison that had a smooth surface, his own was crisp black and mushy. Just inhaling the odour had some vomiting the food they previously had. "What kind of poison is this?! yuck! so disgusting!" David held up his nose. He could barely breathe properly. "Are you stupid? isn't poison supposed to be unpleasant?" Drew clicked his tongue. David could not find a word to refute. "Since we are done, let's exchange the poisons" Tom said emotionlessly. "Sure" Drew grabbed his bowl, downing everything in one gulp. "Barf!" he belched loudly. Everyone had their mouth wide agape. "Is anything on my face?" Drew questioned."D-Drew, you drank it a