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.”

plenty to eat and drink. You should get

walked in confidently. The supervisor, on

He got himself a

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

being considered one of the bigger establishments in the city. The guests present

not long after he

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

spoke up with a smile, “I didn’t think you’d have the guts

had to come and congratulate you two. After all, Yvonne and I were married in the

you could see where you stand. It’s time for you to see the truth and stop fantasizing about what we

haven’t thought of that since I left the Willows,” Wilbur

yourself what it means to have connections,

peeled for sure. I hope I won’t be disappointed,”

you down for sure. Everyone here is someone

a

sip of

of the Cape Consortium headquarters in Kardon Province, Faye

crowd

even the CEO of a certain branch was a pretty big

by the check-in table, waiting

her at once and led her to the main

tables, catching Wilbur’s eyes and exchanging smiles with

the check-in table

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

glanced at Blake and Yvonne and walked up to

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

Penn,” the man stated coldly.

was dumbfounded. He looked at Blake and Yvonne

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

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