The Noble Son-In-Law Denial Of Inheritance!

Chapter 12: Gift Car!

Theophilus's face showed no emotion, but his lips curled into a menacing sneer.

"Oh, it seems I've been too lenient with that Dante..." Theophilus mused.

"Mr. Jake, that despicable Dante is truly wicked. If you want revenge, I volunteer to be the first to help." Richard said with a look of rage.

"Stop with the flattery. You sent people to capture me and even shot at me. Do you think I'll let you off?" Theophilus asked coolly.

Richard's forehead was dripping with sweat. How could he stand against someone like Theophilus, a master who wasn't even afraid of bullets?

Let alone the fact that behind Theophilus lay immense wealth and power, not to mention his expertise in ancient martial arts...

He had no doubt that if Theophilus wanted him gone, there would be countless ways to make it happen...

"Mr. Jake, please spare my life! It was unintentional, I beg you for a chance to make amends! My life from now on belongs to you!"

Richard bowed his head three times in succession, his face pale with fear.

"You want to sell your life to me? Then follow your own rules. Cut off one of your fingers to show me your sincerity."

After finishing, Theophilus looked at Richard indifferently.

Richard took a deep breath and clenched his teeth, suddenly gripping his left little finger tightly and pulling hard.

Crack!

The sound of bone breaking echoed as Richard's little finger went limp, twisted to the point of deformation, and swelled terribly, effectively crippled.

His face turned ashen, his body shook violently, and his teeth gritted. After all, cutting off a finger is a pain that ordinary people can hardly bear.

Theophilus said coldly: "I'll spare your life for now."

"Thank you, Mr. Jake..." Richard gasped and spoke.

"You must not speak of tonight's events to anyone." Theophilus said slowly: "The next time Dante contacts you, you must inform me immediately."

"Yes, Mr. Jake. From now on, my life is yours. I will do whatever you command." Richard said earnestly.

He sighed in relief, thinking he had finally managed to save his own life. It seemed like a stroke of luck amidst misfortune; although he had fallen hard, he had gained Theophilus as a master, a powerful warrior, ensuring a bright future.

After learning the whole story, Theophilus didn't hesitate any longer and left Starlight Sky.

When Theophilus returned home from Starlight Sky, he thought about how to arrange Dulcie's family matters and called Leighton that night to instruct him on a few things.

The next day, Dulcie went to work, and Theophilus visited a small café, ordering a Latte.

After a five-minute wait, a brand-new BMW 530 pulled up in front of the café.

A man with sharp features got out of the car. 

He had an honest face, appeared in good spirits, walked with strict discipline, and had a straight back, resembling a former military man.

"Hello, Mr. Jake, I'm Barrett White. The car you requested has been delivered, and I am here to undertake your test." Barrett White said meticulously, standing straight in front of Theophilus as if reporting.

Theophilus glanced at Barrett, nodding slightly. He was a man of quality.

After the Starlight Sky incident, he decided to arrange a bodyguard for Dulcie. He initially wanted to instruct the James family's manager Byrne to send some of his martial arts disciples.

Phelan Byrne, the James family's elder, had a certain level of martial arts proficiency, and his disciples were no ordinary people.

However, Theophilus soon dismissed this idea.

He didn't want those martial artists to interact with Dulcie's family, as keeping her safe was easier when the two worlds remained separate.

Thus, he instructed Leighton to find a former military man to serve as Dulcie's driver.

At the same time, he arranged for a car that suited Dulcie's current status.

Theophilus said: "Introduce yourself."

"Mr. Jake, I joined the military at 18, served as a scout for five years, and just returned home this year after being discharged, with no practical work experience yet." Barrett answered seriously.

Theophilus nodded inwardly. Barrett fit his requirements perfectly: no complicated social background, a military background, a serious and disciplined character, and seemingly capable enough to handle common thugs.

"From now on, you will be Dulcie's personal driver and bodyguard, primarily responsible for her safety. If any unexpected situation arises that you can't handle, call me immediately." Theophilus said seriously: "Anything else is not your concern."

"Understood, Mr. Jake, thank you for this opportunity." Barrett said, standing straight, slightly excited.

After his discharge, he had always stayed in his hometown. Now coming to the city and finding a job paying ten thousand USD a month, and with Theophilus adding another ten thousand USD, it was an extremely generous remuneration.

"Alright, drive to the X-Peak building."

They got into the car, and Barrett started the engine, heading towards the city center.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the X-Peak building.

"Dulcie."

Theophilus got out of the car and greeted her.

"Why are you coming to the office now? It's almost noon." Dulcie asked, then noticing Barrett, she inquired: "Who is this?"

"Hello, Director Miller, I will be your personal driver from now on." Barrett said formally.

"Personal driver?" Dulcie looked doubtfully at Theophilus: "But I don't have a car yet."

"This car will be yours from now on." Theophilus said with a smile.

"Mine?" Dulcie hesitated, looking at the brand-new black BMW 530: "I didn't buy a car."

She knew the price of this car was around 150,000 USD, a very good car.

"I bought it." Theophilus stated: "From now on, it's yours."

"You bought it?" Dulcie was slightly surprised: "This car is quite expensive, and besides, you don't drive, do you?"

Theophilus shook his head, thinking this was not expensive. If not for being too sudden, he would have brought a Rolls-Royce for Dulcie.

"Where did you get so much money?" Dulcie looked at Theophilus skeptically.

For the past two years, Theophilus had been working at a small barbecue shop, hardly a place to earn much money.

"I've saved up a bit over the past two years." Theophilus said: "Now that you're a design director, you should have your own car!"

"No." Dulcie shook her head in refusal: "Even if you bought it, I can't accept it. Keep it for yourself."

She and he had never inquired about each other's finances, so she had no idea how much Theophilus had actually saved.

But even if Theophilus bought the car with his savings, it was from the money he had earned working hard at the barbecue shop.

A car worth 100.000 to 150.000 USD, how long had he worked for it?

"Don't forget, in terms of work, I am now your assistant." Theophilus said with a smile: "You're my direct superior. If you don't drive to work, how can I? Besides, isn't what's mine also yours?"

Theophilus said. Dulcie bit her lip, looking at Theophilus and then at the BMW 530 with some temptation.

"Don't think about it anymore. Now that you're a director of the corporation, you can't lose your prestige." Theophilus said firmly: "Anyway, I'll be following you to earn money. When you get a raise and earn more, you can buy one for me. That's the same, right? By the way, I also received a notice from Chairman Joe today. The administrative department has arranged Barrett as your personal driver, and his salary will be paid by the company."

Theophilus spoke slowly: "You can't just take up a position without giving due respect to the management, can you?"

Dulcie pondered for a while before finally nodding: "Alright then."

"Let's go for a test drive." Theophilus said with a smile.

Dulcie also began to feel excited about the idea.

This feeling was truly fantastic!

In just one day, she went from a minor employee to a corporate director, acquired a luxury car and a personal driver. It seemed she was nearing the pinnacle of her life.

At that moment,

A Porsche 911 suddenly pulled up, blocking Dulcie's car. The driver deliberately revved the engine loudly on the street, as if to provoke.

"Ha, not bad, Dulcie. I heard you've been promoted to a company director."

Suddenly, an unpleasant voice reached.

Dulcie and Theophilus turned to see a young man in flamboyant clothes and sunglasses stepping out of the car, arrogantly looking at them.

It was Orborne Miller, who hadn't been to the office in days.