Ting. The elevator doors opened, revealing the first floor of the building. A group of impressive men in suits hurried over, carrying gold-embossed business cards and invitations, taking turns to bow respectfully. "Director Vincent, could you please pass this invitation to Mr. Alexander for me? Our Bailey family would like to invite Mr. Alexander to be our guest." "Our Mid Real Estate Group would also like to discuss business with Director Vincent." In an instant, more than a dozen men in suits rushed over, smiling respectfully, wanting Vincent to accept their invitations. Don't be fooled by their humble and pleading appearances. These men were all influential figures outside, each with a net worth of at least a billion. Otherwise, they would need access to the guest room in Vincent's building. These people were well-informed, not daring to bring cameras to record the scene. Theophilus didn't say much, simply giving Vincent a look with his eyes. "Gentlemen, I have to step out f
“Amethyst, even though he’s your cousin, you can’t speak to him like that, right?” A girl in a green dress, looking very poised, expressed her dissatisfaction. “That’s right, Amethyst. Even if your cousin spoils you, it’s because he’s easygoing. You should be grateful. Why don’t you think about it? One night, your cousin leveled the Lee family’s house, displaying such awe-inspiring prestige. Yet, he still allows you to speak to him so casually. Be more careful in the future.” Another girl chimed in. The girls were all diehard fans of the legendary character Wolfgang, utterly unaware that Theophilus had no connection with them whatsoever. “What are you talking about? What cousin?” Amethyst felt confused, not understanding the motive of her friends. Why were they defending a stranger? “Don’t tell me you’ve all taken a fancy to him? You’re even going crazy for him?” Amethyst looked at the infatuated expressions on her friends’ faces and then back at the figure in the white shirt, feel
Thump, thump, thump! The sound of relentless punches and kicks filled the air as the three Edric brothers and Christopher fiercely battled each other. Neither side managed to gain an advantage, as they were deeply immersed in their swift exchange of punches and kicks. Indeed, it was an extraordinary contest of skills. Though Christopher was well over sixty years old, he had been a top martial artist in Elysian Echo in his younger days and could easily fend off the attacks from the Edric brothers. A swooshing sound rang out! With a flick of his sleeve, Christopher sent a cloud of dust hurtling toward the three Edric brothers. Caught off guard, sand particles infiltrated their eyes, impairing their vision and leaving them entirely unprepared for Christopher's underhanded move. Thump, thump, thump! Seizing the opportunity, Christopher rushed forward, landing a powerful punch to Edric's stomach. Coughing up blood, Edric's body flew several meters away before collapsing on the groun
"Damned Christopher, what do you want? Damn! You're truly shameless!" Edric couldn't help but curse loudly: "You claim to be a martial arts master but resort to threatening an unarmed girl with a gun. Are you even human? Disgusting!" "Ha ha, those who achieve great things often ignore trivial details." Christopher coldly laughed, his face beaming with satisfaction. "I'm the Unrivaled Fist Champion, and victory is all that matters. Even if I'm despicable and shameless, what can any of you do to me?" Christopher disregarded his honor and said: "If you dare, come at me, and I'll kill her immediately!" "You!" Dulcie was so angry that her body trembled. She had never encountered such a despicable person, especially a sixty-year-old martial arts grandmaster who even founded a sect. Dai and Edric's brothers all wore pained expressions, feeling incredibly guilty, angry, and frustrated. Christopher's shamelessness exceeded everyone's imagination. Just a second ago, he was kneeling on the g
“Richard, why make a big deal over a woman? Let’s do this - you sit down, and we’ll talk. Bring some tea for Richard.” Simcha’s voice softened a bit, and he spoke seriously. Richard snorted coldly, pulled out a chair, and sat in the main hall. Edric and his brothers stood behind him, carefully guarding Dulcie to prevent any misfortune from befalling her. Theophilus had warned them he would arrive soon. Before he arrived, they couldn’t allow any harm to come to Dulcie. “Richard, I can show you some respect and not make things difficult for you, but this woman named Dulcie must stay here. Even if I have to pay compensation, she must be ruined!” Simcha spoke with malice, determined to help his son and nephew vent their anger. Richard coldly stared at Simcha, about to say something, when suddenly a figure in a windbreaker appeared before him, frightening him. Theophilus had arrived silently. Just like that, he stood in the Jones’ main hall, his face not revealing any emotion. “Who a
"What is going on?" Maynard couldn't believe it, even suspecting the older man might be mentally ill. Why would he kneel before that useless Theophilus and then come and hit him? "What? You shut up, you disgraceful thing. Who gave birth to you? Our Jones family doesn't have someone as mixed-up as you! From now on, you don't bear the Jones name, nor are you a part of the Jones family. If you dare say it, I'll kill you!" Simcha seemed insane, grabbing a stool and angrily throwing it at Maynard's face, hitting him relentlessly. He appears to be attacking an enemy, leaving Maynard's face bruised and swollen and Maynard constantly crying out in pain. Although Simcha was in his seventies or eighties, Maynard had just left the hospital, half dead, and couldn't muster the strength to fight back against his grandfather. He could only dodge and take the hits. "You still dare to dodge? If you dodge again, I'll beat you to death!" Simcha said menacingly, genuinely resembling a madman. He grab
Simcha stood up and angrily said: "Lagan, Maynard, Layla, Garrick, you four! Get out of the Jones' house now! I will freeze all of your assets and confiscate all your wealth! I will announce to Elysian Echo's upper-class society that you are no longer part of the Jones family!" "Have you heard me? Moreover, if you dare to reveal even the slightest detail about today's events, I won't need Mr. Jake or Richard to act. I'll kill you myself!" Simcha threatened fiercely. "Hmm, Mr. Jones is quite ruthless too." Richard said calmly: "Let me add one more thing for the four of you to hear clearly! There is no place for you in Elysian Echo, no company will give you a job, and you can only beg on the streets! Got it? If you dare to leave the city, you'll die immediately!" "This is... this is..." The faces of the four turned pale as if the sky had fallen. They staggered and collapsed to the ground. So cruel! The four of them had been accustomed to the life of a wealthy family and couldn't ev
"What? This is the useless Theophilus you mentioned?" Suddenly, a young, scantily clad, and seductive girl sitting on the sofa turned to look at Theophilus with a disdainful expression. "Ha ha, someone like you dares to marry my cousin? Are you even a good match? Can't you look at yourself? Are your clothes even worth five hundred dollars?" The young girl mocked. Dulcie's face darkened, and she said: "Molly, can you please watch your words? This is your brother-in-law." "Ugh, sis, look at him. Does he deserve you?" Molly became even more insolent. At this moment, another young man dressed flamboyantly, wearing earrings, sporting dyed blond hair, and a proud look, walked down the stairs, holding a stylish girl in his arms. He glanced at Theophilus with disdain and said: "Oh? Sis, is this guy Theophilus? What a piece of trash! Now that you're so wealthy, why keep such a useless person in the house?" "Ron, shut your mouth!" Dulcie scolded, feeling embarrassed as she looked at Theophi