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.”

to eat and drink. You should

and walked in confidently. The supervisor, on the other hand, called Yvonne at

to the central region of the island. He got himself a glass of champagne before

people of power, and the check-in table

the bigger establishments in the

and Yvonne approached Wilbur not long after

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

with a smile, “I didn’t

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

up at once, “Drop the disgusting stuff already. I invited you so you could see where you stand. It’s time for you to see

of that since I left the Willows,”

and see for yourself what it means to have connections, power and presence, you useless bastard.”

hope I

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

piece, the pair exchanged a smile and walked off arm in

shook his head. He took a sip of champagne, tasting nothing but bitterness.

Consortium headquarters in

the crowd burst out into applause.

the point where even the CEO of a certain branch was

check-in table, waiting for those important people

arrival, the pair crowded up to her at once and

catching Wilbur’s

seat, Blake and Yvonne returned to the check-in table again to wait for the other guests.

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

man glanced at Blake and Yvonne and

know this man, so he hurried up to the guy at once. “Sir, are you looking

Penn,” the man stated

dumbfounded. He looked at Blake and

in charge of Kardon Province’s military, Gordon Grayson. Do I need to report to you

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