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.

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

for a long time. "You're really good." "Of course," Wilbur

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

to die. There's nothing to be scared of." Wilbur was more than interested in screwing Joy Corp over. The downfall of his enemies

Wilbur would have just shown up at Joy Corp

Sylvia picked up the phone

furious in his chairman's office

night before while one of the officials she had been

but that failed, so he sent Damian,