Over at Southlake Resort Island.

It was a privately-owned vacation spot located west of Seechertown, and was around a thousand acres wide.

Its land was surrounded by a pristine natural lake with an island in the middle. It had over ten billion dollars invested into the construction of five-star hotels and various entertainment facilities. It even had a variety of exotic plants transplanted there, making the island one of Seechertown’s most famous vacation sites.

On that very day, Blake had the entire resort island reserved for only those who were invited.

The resort was transformed into a large event space after a few days of decorating. There were tables and chairs adorned with fresh flowers, as well as all kinds of snacks and champagne.

Wilbur parked outside Southlake and walked over to the island. Right at its front was the guests’ check-in table, as well as the gift collection counter.

Wilbur walked up to the table and tossed the five hundred dollars that he had prepared on it. “Here’s my gift.”

The people at the table were all members of the Willow family. One of them saw that it was Wilbur and cast a disdainful glare at the money on the table. “Gosh, are you really this broke? Look at everyone else. Their gifts are worth tens of thousands of dollars! Don’t you feel ashamed for giving such a paltry sum?”

Wilbur chuckled and responded, “I had five million dollars, but someone took it away and still refuses to pay me back to this day. Five hundred is all I have now.”

The event supervisor’s expression darkened upon hearing those words, and roared, “You bastard! Are you trying to cause a scene?”

Wilbur replied with a deep voice, “Me? Cause a scene? That’s what the Willow family’s been doing.”

The supervisor sneered coldly, “Listen up, young man. If it hadn’t been for Mister Woods and Miss Yvonne’s instructions, I would’ve beaten you to a pulp.”

“I don’t quite believe that,” Wilbur responded calmly.

The few members of the Willow family next to the supervisor heard this and were about to get physical.

However, the supervisor stopped them and said, “Today’s Miss Yvonne’s big day. Let him go for now. We’ll get him when this is over.”

spot to sit. There’s plenty to eat and drink. You should

in confidently. The supervisor, on the other

He got himself a glass

in the morning, and guests were still coming in. Some of them were people of power, and the check-in table announced their arrivals as a gesture of respect as well as to bask in

in the city. The guests present

long after he

in a deep red suit with his shiny hair slicked back. Meanwhile, Yvonne, who was clad in a skintight white dress, clutched onto Blake’s arm

pair walked up to Wilbur, and Blake spoke up with a smile, “I didn’t

come and congratulate you two. After all, Yvonne and I were married

I invited you so you could see where you stand. It’s time for

that since I left

yourself what it

keep my eyes peeled for sure. I hope I won’t be disappointed,” Wilbur replied with

and said, “We won’t let you down for sure. Everyone here is someone

saying their piece, the pair exchanged a smile

his head. He took a sip of

in Kardon Province, Faye Yves,

crowd burst out into applause.

of a certain branch was a pretty big

check-in table, waiting for those

arrival, the pair crowded up to her at once and led her

Wilbur’s eyes and exchanging smiles with him.

Yvonne returned to the check-in table again to wait

and broad man came up to the check-in table with a

man glanced at Blake and Yvonne and walked up to them at

this man, so he hurried up to the

Penn,” the man

supervisor was dumbfounded. He looked at Blake and Yvonne before saying, “Is something the

is the person in charge of Kardon Province’s military, Gordon Grayson. Do I need to report to you what he

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