Marcus and Vivian left.Alan and the others slumped in their seats and panted heavily. Alan's back was soaked in sweat.The others weren't faring much better. The air in the private room was thick with the scent of cold sweat.It took a good ten minutes before Alan finally spoke. "It truly defies my imagination! The bastard son despised by Mr. Coleman Senior has turned out to be Merania's guardian, the commander-in-chief!"Zakir nodded in agreement. "Mr. Coleman Senior was right. The commander-in-chief is indeed a member of the Colemans! It's ridiculous. Mr. Coleman Senior went to great lengths to uncover the commander-in-chief's true identity and background, not knowing that the commander-in-chief is his own son!""This matter must be kept absolutely confidential. Under no circumstances should we reveal the commander-in-chief's true identity to Mr. Coleman Senior. Otherwise, the five of us will not only ruin our future but may also spend the rest of our lives behind bars!" Al
Sean nodded in agreement. "Exactly. Alan and the others really can't adapt. Why bring military rules into everything else?"Wallace glanced at Sean and said, "Of course, Marcus can earn my respect if he can demonstrate the strength that commands it."Sean shook his head. "I find that unlikely. Take the bet, for instance. If he can really break past the Colemans' gates a year from now, maybe we can respect him."Wallace sneered. "With just that? Does he even deserve our respect for that?"Breaking past the Colemans' gates is just the beginning."To earn our respect, he has to make it onto the Meranian Wolf List!""Meranian Wolf List?" Sean's eyes lit up.In the Meranian military, the Meranian Wolf List was a reflection of a soldier's strength. Those who made the list were undoubtedly individuals with exceptional powers. The higher the rank, the stronger the individual.Among the top 50 on the Meranian Wolf List were figures feared by enemy nations. Even Chief Commander Wal
"Fuck, what the hell's wrong with you? Would you have the money to pay me for the repairs if you'd scratched my car, you dumb delivery driver?" A man spat in Marcus Coleman's direction while cursing. Then, he sped off in his blue Porsche.Marcus gnashed his teeth silently and got to his feet while struggling to get his motorcycle upright. He'd landed in a puddle of dirty, smelly water, and his knee had a wound from being scraped against the road. "Man, I don't know how much this is gonna cost me." He balled his fists as he looked at the spilled food on the road.At this moment, his phone rang. It was a call from Marcus' wife, the belle of Cromford City, Vivian Lorimer. "Hey, honey," he began."How many times have I told you not to call me that? If you don't show up at the grand ballroom in half an hour, don't bother showing up forever!" Vivian hung up after leaving him with just that.Marcus was a little taken aback by this abrupt call. The grand ballroom? Fuck, today was t
"Luke!" Vivian trembled with rage. Regardless of how worthless he was, Marcus was still her husband. He might be useless, but he'd stuck by her side for the past three years without a single complaint."Honey, don't get mad. Why don't you head in first? I'll just—" Marcus started, balling his hands into fists."Honestly, you—" Vivian glared at him. How could he act like nothing had happened when someone had blatantly insulted him? He didn't even have the guts to say something in return! Could he be considered a man? "Whatever!" Disappointment washed over her as she turned and headed into the grand ballroom on her own.Luke scoffed. "At least you know your worth!" He patted Marcus on the face and followed Vivian into the grand ballroom after that. The crowd, consisting of members of the Lorimer family and their guests, too, looked at Marcus mockingly before filing into the grand ballroom. It was as if they were looking at a piece of trash.Soon, Marcus was left alone. He stare
Murray stood there with his hands behind his back, his voice booming. "Marcus and I are good friends, so I've brought along a diamond scepter as a gift!" He presented the scepter to Nora and left without another word."Murray Fletcher … from the East? He can't be … Murray Fletcher, the head of the Fletcher family? That's the most prominent family in the East!""I think it really is him! I've seen him on TV before!""My God! He actually came to attend our family gathering! No other family in Cromford City has had the privilege in the past!"A stunned silence descended upon the crowd, until Luke spoke up. "What bullshit! Why would someone like Murray Fletcher be good friends with a good-for-nothing like Marcus Coleman? Marcus, where did you hire some actor to pretend to be Murray Fletcher? Do you realize the Fletcher family will be out for our blood if they find out about this?" he bellowed. He refused to believe a good-for-nothing would have anything to do with the most prominen
"Don't worry. As long as you get Murray Fletcher to agree to invest in the Lorimer Group, the Lorimer family will reward you handsomely!" said Nora, seemingly worried that Vivian would turn her down."Me?" Vivian's face was shrouded in disbelief. They were talking about billions of dollars here—where was she going to get that sort of money from? Besides, she didn't even know Murray Fletcher! At that thought, she couldn't help but glance at Marcus, wondering if he could do anything about this. To her dismay, he was nodding off. Bitterness overwhelmed her as she mocked herself for having had any hope in him at all. Left with no other choice, she had to come clean. "Grandma, to tell you the truth, I don't know Murray Fletcher at all. Marcus was the one who brought him to the gathering, so … I-I can't get him to invest in the Lorimer Group."Almost instantly, the smile on Nora's face disappeared. Luke let out a derisive laugh and exclaimed, "I didn't expect you to be so heartless
"You're my wife; there's no way you'd lose this bet!" Marcus said matter-of-factly."God, you're hopeless!" Vivian was utterly despaired. "What am I gonna do now? It looks like I have no choice but to visit all the banks tomorrow and try to get as many loans as possible." There was nothing else she could do at this point."Don't be so worried, Vivian. Believe in yourself." Marcus couldn't help but feel amused at the sight of her being so anxious. How could the almighty Drakon be worried about money?Vivian snorted. "I must've been possessed when I chose to believe you." She glared at him. As expected, he couldn't be depended on at all!…The following morning, Marcus left the house after preparing breakfast. He headed to Globestone Investments and strode into the building."Good morning, sir. Do you have an appointment?" the receptionist asked politely."I'm looking for Vincent Rook. He knows about me coming here," Marcus said. Before making his way here, he'd instructed M
Vincent was so stunned that he fell off his chair. How could ten billion dollars be only spare change to him? Who was he? Who in the world had he offended? "Marc—No, Mr. Coleman! I made a mistake! I know what I did wrong, so please, forgive me!" He scrambled to his knees and clung to Marcus' legs as he begged for mercy. At this point in time, it didn't matter whether or not he could remain the general manager of Globestone Investments. What was more important was that someone who could fork out ten billion dollars with the snap of his fingers could probably get rid of him equally easily!"Sorry, but it's too late!" Marcus sneered and sat in the seat Vincent had just vacated. At this moment, the office's door swung open, and close to ten people hurried in to form two neat lines. Their faces were plastered with fear.They were precisely Globestone Investments' senior executives. When they'd heard about the change in ownership, they immediately hurried over to meet their new bos