Semua Bab Living With My Lady Boss: Bab 501 - Bab 510

The Ray clan had lost completely, and even the Special Forces officers were subject to this man's orders. Ria finally understood that she was truly done for, and she had no leverage left against Sammy at all. It was only then that she began to regret her actions, feeling like what she had done was too much. No, she should not have treated Sammy like that, nor should she have taunted Wilbur at all. Yet now, it seemed like neither the Shandon siblings nor Wilbur were going to forgive her. Hopelessness, fear, and humiliation washed over her like a tidal wave as she sank back down onto her chair numbly. Just then, Wilbur said, "Now that you have become my disciple, Chester, I won't give you any more grief for your clan's actions." "Thank you, Master." Chester bowed deeply to Wilbur. Manfred's eyes flew open, and he stared at Wilbur in disbelief. He had thought that with how powerful Wilbur was, the Ray clan was going to be punished severely for sure, only for them to get

Skyler laughed and got up to pledge his loyalty as well. He had been a lone ranger in the first place with nothing to lose and had complete respect for Wilbur ever since meeting him. Ian was the last to stand. He was not fit to be a cultivator and did not know why the Owens clan had picked a mortal like him to take on the role of clan leader. Ian bowed to Wilbur. "Master, the Owens clan has disrespected you greatly before, but you forgave us so generously and never punished the rest of the clan members. I'm not a cultivator, but I'm more than willing to become your disciple and pledge the loyalty of the Owens clan to you." Wilbur nodded, and Ian made his declarations as well. After he was done, Wilbur officially had six disciples: Matt, Gerard, Ian, Gertridge, Skyler, and Chester. Their respective skills were on vastly differing levels, and there was even a mortal with no powers at all, but they were all definitely forces to be reckoned with. As for Faron, Elsa, and Faye

The three men exchanged glances, and the man who had been singing put his microphone down. He then sat down and looked at Wilbur. "Shelby's friend, huh? What's your name?" "Wilbur Penn," Wilbur replied. Whitney frowned. "Why didn't you tell us he was coming, Shelby?" "Well, he's a friend of ours, isn't he? I didn't think I had to," Shelby justified. Whitney sighed, but said, "Let me introduce you to them." Wilbur nodded, and Whitney gestured at the man who had been singing. "This is Mister Conrad Willis from Blossom Corp, with a net worth of up to a hundred million dollars. We're good friends." "It's nice to meet you, Mister Willis," Wilbur smiled as he greeted Conrad, who merely let out a chuckle. "This is Mister Howie Chewston, executive manager of Woods Corporate. He has a yearly income of over three million dollars." "Nice to meet you, Mister Chewston." "Finally, this is Mister Cameron Shank of Ultra Corp. His family owns a beverage factory, and they earn up to si

The look on Shelby's face made Conrad flare up in anger. "Well, I tried to be nice here. Get him!" Howie and Cameron each grabbed a bottle from the table, and the three men had Wilbur surrounded. Shelby panicked. "What the hell are you doing? I'm calling the police!" Whitney dragged Shelby away at once, muttering, "Have you lost your mind? They're just scaring him. Come on, we should get back, or do you want our school to find out and expel us?" Shelby was then yanked out of the room by Whitney in a flurry. Wilbur looked at the three men around him, his expression darkening as he said, "I wasn't going to make a big deal out of things because a friend's sister was here, but it looks like you're letting this get to your heads." "What the f*ck did you just say? I'll f*cking kill you!" Conrad yelled, swinging the bottle in his hand down on Wilbur. A loud thump could be heard. Wilbur had kicked Conrad into the corner of the room in just one move, leaving Howie and Cameron in

However, if Wilbur could not come up with anything of substance, Tim was going to teach him a good lesson. After all, Conrad and his friends have spent enough money in his club for them to be considered VIPs. "Listen up, then," said Wilbur calmly. "I was the one who killed Lightning Hank with just one blow and ran all those swords through Jeremy. It's your honor to even be in my presence." "Yeah, right!" "Who the hell do you think you're fooling?" "I can't take this anymore! Get him already, Mister Lane." Conrad and his friends could not take how cocky Wilbur was being and shouted loudly at him. They would have beaten him up themselves if Wilbur was not such a great fighter. Just then, Tim's face turned ashen. Having been one of Lightning Hank's men, Tim knew exactly how he had died. He had vaguely heard about Jeremy's death as well, and it was pretty much what Wilbur had just described. It had been said that Lightning Hank had been killed by some guy with the last na