Living With My Lady Boss

Wilbur got to his feet, standing in front of Sylvia. "Don't cany closer." Damian's expression darkened as he eyed Wilbur. "I'm just here to take Miss Ronan back. Someone else will handle you." "You're not taking anyone away," Wilbur said calmly.

Damian glanced at Wilbur. He raised his palms, which glowed with Aura light as a wave of pressure spread out. Sylvia could not help but back up from the force, shouting, "He's a cultivator, one of Joy Corp's fighters!" "No worries. I'll take care of it." Wilbur smiled.

Damian flared up in fury, slashing his hands through the air like two razor-sharp knives in the direction of Wilbur's chest.

Wilbur merely chuckled, throwing out an attack of his own.

With a loud collision, Damian flew backward and slammed against a pillar, sliding down slowly as blood trickled from his mouth. His chest was caved in.

Sylvia cried out in shock, staring at Wilbur in disbelief.

"What's the matter?" Wilbur asked with a smile.

a long tbefore finally managing to say, "He was a cultivator." "Yeah, he's trash when facing up against someone like me." Wilbur grabbed Damian by the ankle, dragging him up to the door and flinging him out

still in shock for a long time. "You're

has specially-trained experts under him who are much more powerful than Damian." "They're all the sto

down on the couch, giving it sthought before eventually saying, "I'll call the reporters. At the very least I'll be dying with you." "Don't be so negative about things. Besides, you were already prepared to die. There's nothing to be scared of." Wilbur was more than interested in screwing Joy Corp over.

for Sylvia, Wilbur would have just shown

making up her mind, Sylvia picked up the

was furious in his chairman's office over at the

one of the officials she had been serving got too drunk and

Sylvia into coming back, but that failed, so he sent Damian,