Faye was clad in a beautiful wedding dress, hardly needing any blusher for how red her cheeks looked. Wilbur was also looking dapper in a fine tuxedo, and the bride and groom went around toasting to their friends one by one. Both their parents were overjoyed, knowing that their children had finally ended up with someone so wonderful. Everyone else was also brimming with smiles, drinking up a storm as the night went on. These people were all friends or subordinates of Wilbur and wanted nothing more than the best for him and Faye. There was no wedding emcee, and the ceremony was extremely simple, but the atmosphere was incomparable as everyone was nothing but smiles. The reception lasted all the way until late into the night, and even the newlyweds' parents got a little tipsy. The banquet ended at last, and the guests ushered Wilbur and Faye into their new bedroom. The newlyweds sat down facing each other, locking eyes. Faye lowered her head bashfully, and Wilbur looked
"Wilbur, why did you rape Yvonne?" Wilbur Penn responded calmly to the Willows' interrogation, "Yvonne came home drunk late at night with her clothes all messy. I was just helping her to bed so she could rest, but you accused me of raping her. Also, she's my wife. How is that considered rape?" "It is if violence was used, even if you're married," roared Wilbur's father-in-law, Jackson Willow. His mother-in-law, Miranda Wester, chimed in as well. "That's right! You must get a divorce today, and you're leaving with nothing." Wilbur's brows furrowed so hard that they knitted together… It felt like a storm was brewing. Just then, his younger sister-in-law, Chelsea Willow, said, "Dad, Mom, what are you guys doing? If it hadn't been for Wilbur giving us fifty million dollars back then, we wouldn't have moved on from being regular folks to becoming billionaires with a booming supermarket business right now. Have you forgotten what Wilbur has done for us?" Wilbur's wife, Yvonne, r
Blake shook his head at once. "God, you're useless. Top dogs like the Cape Consortium make the headlines no matter what they do. How could you not know about this? You really are a good-for-nothing." "He's just a lazy freeloader. There's no point saying all that to him." Miranda glared at Wilbur in disdain. Jackson glowered at Wilbur as well. "You don't know to do anything but eat and sleep. It's best that you get lost and stop embarrassing us." Wilbur was so angered that a laugh escaped him. He wondered how they would react if they were to find out who he really was. Thankfully, he had hidden his real identity at the time. Otherwise, he would have never seen their true colors. Just then, the maids began setting up the table with an assortment of lavish dishes. A brief moment later, Jackson said, "Mister Woods, please join us for lunch." "Oh, sure." Blake got up slowly. Yvonne held him by the arm as they made their way to the dining table. Wilbur glanced at the time. "I
"What did you say?" Wilbur's expression turned cold. How dare this person be so rude after running into him? The man scoffed coldly. "Which department are you from, and what's your name?" "Likewise, which department are you from, and what's your name?" Wilbur responded coldly. The man said proudly, "I'm Cape Consortium's vice president, Stanley Lowes. Do you work here?" "You could say that," Wilbur responded calmly. Stanley sneered. "You're fired. Get out right now." Wilbur smiled in annoyance and disbelief. "You're firing someone just like that?" "What are you going to do about it? I can fire you if I want to." Disdain was written all over Stanley's face. Wilbur said slowly, "Oh my, a man of power." "The headquarters sent me, the vice president of the Kardon Province branch, to supervise things around here. Even Miss Faye Yves here works under me, let alone you." Stanley looked down at Wilbur condescendingly. Wilbur frowned. Just then, Faye opened the door and saw
Faye saw the look of hesitation on Blake's face, and her face fell. "Think this through, Mister Woods. We're very strict on Cape's financial supervision, and this is no exception. You've got your concerns, but so do we. If you don't want this, we can end our collaboration at once." Blake struggled for a while but agreed to sign in the end. The five billion dollars were far too important. Furthermore, an establishment like the Cape Consortium would not go out of its way for a small company like Woods Corporate, right? "I'll sign it." Blake signed obediently in the end. Faye leaned back in her chair, swaying slightly with a smile. Upon signing, Faye stood up and extended a hand to Blake. "I look forward to working with you. Woods Corporate will receive the funds at once. Please check your transaction later." Blake hurried to shake Faye's hand with great gratitude. Faye took her hand back with a smile. "Goodbye, then." Blake nodded excitedly, bowing deeply before leaving t
He immediately stomped hard on the ground. The concrete beneath his foot cracked under the pressure as he caught the kid like a bolt of lightning. His toes tapped off the front of the car as he floated a few meters backward lightly and landed on the ground gently. All of that happened in the span of two seconds. Just as Wilbur put the kid down, the witnessing passers-by let out cries of disbelief. One woman, after letting out an alarmed cry, rushed over, hugging the child into her arms and inspecting them for injuries. The driver had gotten out of the car as well. She made sure that the kid was all right before walking up to Wilbur. "It's you?" They said at the same time. Wilbur shrugged. "What a coincidence!" "I'm so sorry, Boss. It's my fault for not paying attention. Are you alright?" Faye stood there nervously. "I'm fine." Wilbur shook his head. He came up to the child and checked for injuries before turning to the child's mother. "Is everything alright?" "Yes,
Faye panicked, and her body froze. She stayed in her bowing position, not daring to move at all. 'This is happening too quickly. What should I do now? 'Turn him down politely? Give in, but with a bit of reluctance? Or righteously tell him off?' All at once, a myriad of possibilities flashed through Faye's mind. Wilbur's hand had already landed on her chest, picking off something by the neckline of her nightgown. He said with a smile, "A hair. Better not let it fall onto the plate." Faye heaved a long sigh internally, relaxing at last. She stuttered, "Sorry, Boss. I-I have severe hair loss lately." "Never mind," Wilbur responded and continued to enjoy the pasta. Faye stood up straight with her heart racing wildly. She did not know what to say or do next. After taking two bites, Wilbur suddenly looked up and said, "This is pretty good. Have you eaten?" "No, I… I haven't," Faye replied. "Make some for yourself too. You're a pretty good cook," Wilbur praised again.
Wilbur chuckled. "I've told you not to get violent with me, or you'll regret it." "Just ignore him, Blake. Fighting with someone like him will only taint your value. Let's go." Yvonne glared at Wilbur in disdain as she pulled Blake away. Before leaving, Blake said, "Just you wait, b*stard. I'm not done with you yet. You're so dead when I have the time." "That's fine with me," Wilbur replied with a smile. The pair left with their bodyguards with their heads held high, swaggering away. Wilbur shook his head and mumbled to himself, "I'm looking forward to your wedding, too." With that, he drove back to the house at Castlebury. After parking his car at the entrance, he cast a glance around the area and decided that he should look around and familiarize himself with the complex. The neighborhood was pretty big with a central garden. The garden alone was around thirty acres, almost the size of a public park.Wilbur reminisced on his life as he strolled about in the garden. H