"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
"Considering your statuses, it's only natural that the boss looks down upon you both." said the man in black, as if stating the most obvious thing in the world, with an incredibly arrogant attitude. "I ask you, do you know Theophilus? And do you bear any grudges against Theophilus and his wife?" The man in black spoke very seriously. Upon hearing these words, Victor and his companion, who were initially about to burst with anger, had to hold it back. They exchanged glances, realizing that this matter was not simple. Was this adulterer here to find Dulcie and Theophilus? "What does it have to do with you?" Victor asked in a low voice: "Don't try to fish in troubled waters with us. What do you want from us?" "You'll find out what you need to know from the boss. Just follow me, alright?" The man in black coldly said: "You two don't have the right to know too much." "You! How dare you speak so boldly..." Victor and Eugene were fuming with anger, about to scold the man, when their face
"None of my concern? You must be joking." Hapy sneered: "Let me get straight to the point, Miss Truong. I hope you will cooperate with our Latinh Corporation and divest all of Jethro's shares in the Miller Gemstone Corporation." "Trust me, collaborating with our Latinh Corporation will be more profitable than working with Jethro, and you can reap even greater benefits." Hapy spoke in a tone that didn't allow for refEmpyrial. "This..." Dulcie's face darkened, surprised by Hapy's blunt statement. "Mr. Hapy, I came here to discuss business with Ernst Corporation, and I do not wish to delve further into what you just mentioned." Dulcie firmly rejected: "Moreover, you came to meet me under the guise of a senior Ernst Corporation manager, which is not a sincere approach. I cannot collaborate with you." After saying that, Dulcie stood up and left the room with Theophilus. "You are not allowed to leave until we resolve this matter today!" Boom, more than ten security guards in suits rush