"Stand still and let me handle this!" Jethro yelled furiously as he charged forward, repeatedly slapping Dante in the face, leaving everyone in the office stunned. "Dante, did you dare disrespect Mr. Miller, our CEO, just now? Are you seeking death?" Jethro interrogates with an icy tone. Dante's face was marked with fingerprints as he covered his face and dared not to retort. Still reeling, Edric kicked Dante's knee, forcing him to kneel immediately. "Apologize to CEO Miller at once." Edric said coldly. "Sorry, I was wrong, Ms. Miller. I spoke out of turn and won't dare to do it again." Dante sobbed as he repeatedly bowed his head. This scene left everyone in the office amazed. Who would have thought that Dulcie was so talented and influential? They never imagined that Jethro, a wealthy and well-respected figure in Elysian Echo, would personally intervene, and it seemed that Jethro's subordinates also held her in high regard. How strange, they thought. Everyone looked at Dulcie
In just half an hour, the car arrived at the Bevis Mansion. The Bevis Mansion is situated next to Sky World Lake, with a unique landscape and vast grounds reminiscent of a fortress. Within it are clusters of luxurious villas that look truly majestic. This property belongs to the Walker family, and only those with wealth, power, and high status in Sky World City can reside here. The car entered the mansion's grounds, and Theophilus and Amethyst stepped out. Theophilus sat and drank tea in the mansion's reception area while Amethyst went to find her grandfather and other family elders, informing them that she had discovered a divine intention. The tea was black tea, which Theophilus leisurely sipped. Suddenly, a loud clang sounded. Out of nowhere, someone knocked the black tea cup from his hand, shattering it on the floor. Harold entered the mansion, glaring at Theophilus with a menacing expression as if wanting to devour him alive. "What's this all about?" Theophilus asked cold
"Cousin, I apologize for causing you any trouble." Amethyst spoke, her heart filled with unease. "It's nothing." Theophilus replied indifferently. It was just an empty vessel making a loud noise, posing no threat to him as long as he behaved. If they dared to cause trouble, they would have no one to blame but themselves. Judging a book by its cover has been a lesson passed down for centuries in Empyria, but those fools couldn't understand it. They would forever be a group with limited vision. "Cousin, I'll arrange for you to stay in a private villa tonight." Amethyst said thoughtfully: "I've already spoken with our family elder, tomorrow, we will visit his villa." Theophilus nodded slightly as if contemplating something. After old man Walker fell ill, it was inevitable that his villa would be closely guarded. Waiting one night wouldn't make any difference to him. "Amethyst, what exactly are your grandfather's symptoms? When did he fall ill?" Theophilus asked. Amethyst explained
"Ha ha, so you're the notorious Theophilus – the quack doctor, huh?" Donald's face was full of arrogance: "It took me thirty, forty years of studying to dare to call myself a divine healer. With your young age, I doubt you even have the qualifications to be a mere assistant to me!" "Truly shameless, a notorious useless son-in-law from Elysian Echo comes to Radiant Harbor and tries to pass himself off as a divine healer? Can someone be so brazenly deceitful?" Donald spoke without any courtesy, his expression full of disdain. Theophilus gave a cold laugh, saying: "I'd like to ask how you treated old Walker's illness? What's the condition? What method did you use?" Donald's face still bore an air of arrogance, saying: "I used my family's traditional acupuncture technique, regulating the blood flow for old Walker, and prescribed a tonic prescription. In no more than seven days, he should recover as usual. The old man is weak, with poor circulation of Qi and blood, causing him to fall in
"Grandmaster Jake from Elysian Echo?" Bevis furrowed his brows, examining Theophilus, his eyes showing surprise, as he felt the grandmaster was too young, just over twenty years old. "Big brother, do you still believe this good-for-nothing son-in-law is responsible? That Jake guy is just talking nonsense! Pretending to be a miracle worker for his tricks." Vuto decisively said: "It's clear that Grandmaster Donald's acupuncture and medication worked, but this wretch is taking credit for it, pretending it's his doing." "Yes, exactly." Donald stroked his beard: "Ladies and gentlemen, earlier, I explained the patient's condition and performed acupuncture for half an hour, prescribing various precious medicines. It was a complicated process, witnessed by everyone here, and after much effort, the patient's condition improved." "Grandmaster Donald is right! Big brother, Amethyst, think about it, could Theophilus, this con artist, hold a needle, and the patient would instantly wake up?" Vuto
"Ah, ah, ah..." Donald's face turned the color of a liver. His body trembled uncontrollably, feeling nauseous, and the kick nearly took his life. Thud! Theophilus rushed forward, kicking the older man two more times. Donald's ribs immediately broke, and his face turned pale with fear. He couldn't understand where this young man found the courage to act this way! The Walker family members all stared wide-eyed, wanting to stop Theophilus but couldn't, as the patriarch was still present. The patriarch said nothing, so they dared not give any orders. They were all surprised, how could the patriarch let Theophilus be so aggressive and rude? "I'll count to three, you'll die if you don't bow your head." Theophilus didn't want to waste words. He turned to face Vuto, showing no emotion, making Vuto freeze. "Huh?" Terrified, Donald reluctantly bowed his head upon hearing Theophilus threaten to kill him. He initially thought that with Vuto's backing, he could turn the situation around and
Bevis, a seasoned and experienced individual, quickly formulated a plan upon awakening. His first priority was to eliminate the hidden threats within the Walker family. As for Theophilus, his mysterious and formidable abilities made him someone not to be trifled with. After some contemplation, Bevis instructed the two martial artists beside him. Outside the room, Vuto was fuming with rage, and his face contorted in anger as he furiously punched the wall. No one dared to intervene. "Damn it! This must be my elder brother's plot, inviting that despicable kid to humiliate me! And the old man forced me to swallow my anger!" Vuto roared in a fury, his forehead veins bulging as he nearly lost control. The humiliation he suffered today would stain his reputation for the rest of his life. Beaten and broken by Theophilus, Vuto was forced to swallow his pride. It was enough to drive anyone mad. "Brother, should we let that kid get away with this?" "Or should I arrange to capture him once h
Half an hour later, Richard's Rolls-Royce Phantom drove across the iron suspension bridge to the artificial island. After a few days of decoration, the artificial island in the middle of the Elysian Echo River had come alive, with various scenic landscapes and a mesmerizing mansion. Five minutes later, Theophilus sat in the garden in front of the mansion, with a pot of black tea placed on the wooden table before him. Richard sat opposite him, his expression somewhat serious. Theophilus savored some of the black tea and then slowly set the cup down. He looked at Richard and asked: "What did you mean by the Latin family you mentioned last night?" Last night on the plane, Richard had called to report an important matter. He said that there was suddenly a family in Latin America with a financial group, with a large background and influence, seemingly backing the Connors' business. Some people said that this group was connected by Clitus Connor of the Connor family when he was doing bu