Faye was only wearing a slip dress with thin straps. The front of the dress was so low that it almost revealed her entire chest. It was clear that she was wearing nothing underneath. The dress was also extremely short, barely covering her thighs. She did not seem to be wearing any underwear, either. Wilbur was almost certain she was completely bare. Her exquisite features were enhanced with light makeup, and the dress left little to the imagination. She was making it almost impossible for Wilbur to resist. He turned away hurriedly, worried his nose might start bleeding if he stared any longer. That would be embarrassing. Faye swayed down the staircase. She took out a bottle of wine, then a bottle of champagne. She set both bottles down at the dining table and sat down across from Wilbur. She poured out two glasses, raising one of them. "To you, Boss." "No, today's your day. I have a gift for you." Wilbur took out the jade necklace and passed it to Faye. Faye gasped, s
Wilbur was a man with his needs too. It was just that he had a working relationship with Faye, and whatever happened with Yvonne had made him rethink his relationships as well. He had gotten together with Yvonne because he was sick of the fighting and killing and wanted a normal life. Yet after divorcing Yvonne and moving here, he had almost fallen for Faye's temptations several times. After thinking it through, he finally understood several things. His lifespan was far longer than that of a regular human being. If he got together with Faye, she would eventually grow old and die. Wilbur felt like watching someone he loved die in his arms was something he could not really handle. The thought was enough for him to firmly bury his feelings for Faye, resorting to playing dumb all the time. Wilbur shook his head. It was better to play dumb until he figured out a way around that. He got up and carried Faye to her bed. Faye was really drunk this time. However, she had a
Elsa's eyes lit up at those words, but she said nothing. She was thinking this through. Benny said he had been scammed into joining Benny's gambling circle, losing a great deal of money and being forced to borrow money from loan sharks. He had even been forced to give up his company. That was a classic death trap. However, Benny had no proof that could be submitted. The investigation was called off, and there was nothing Elsa could do. If Wilbur was able to get any sort of evidence, she would be able to reopen the case. Her superior would have no excuse to stop her then, and there might be a breakthrough in the case. At the thought, Elsa said at once, "Where are you? You should make a trip to the station, and I'll put a wire on you. That'll guarantee your safety, and we'll get the proof too." "Kenji Lilith's not an idiot, Chief Janae. There's no way a wire will work. If he finds it, I'll lose my chance," Wilbur said. Elsa fell silent, before asking, "What are you plannin
Kenji began introducing the men at the table one by one. All of them owned big companies and had a high net worth. Kenji then asked, "What would you like to start with, buddy?" "Anything works. Your call," Wilbur replied calmly. Kenji nodded with a smile. "Let's go with blackjack, then. It's an easy game. Are you alright with that, buddy?" "Of course! I like blackjack too." Kenji waved a hand, and two bodyguards brought four boxes over at once. They opened them and put them on the table. All the boxes were filled with cash. Kenji said, "Each of us has one million dollars. You can swipe your cards now." The three people took their credit cards out, tapping them on the payment terminal one of the ladies was holding. Wilbur took a card out as well, doing the same. The bodyguards distributed the cash, one million dollars per person. There were five people including Kenji, and the game began. The dealer took out a deck of cards, as well as a machine to ensure that the ca
"Sure, I don't mind," Wilbur answered. Kenji gestured with a wave of his hand, and someone came over with a promissory note. It was prepared well in advance, only needing the amount and loaner information to be filled in. Wilbur glanced at it and said, "The interest on this promissory note is different from what you mentioned, Mister Lilith. Is it actually within the interest rate limits set by the country?" "Well, of course. You should know that the actual interest is based on our verbal agreement," said Kenji while smiling. Wilbur nodded. "I understand." Kenji waved again. Two bodyguards brought over two million dollars and piled it in front of Wilbur. The gambling continued. However, Wilbur was on a streak of bad luck. He lost two million dollars in the span of two hours. He teared up and said, "Give me another two million dollars!" Kenji lit a cigarette and said slowly, "Buddy, we've only met briefly, and I'm lending you two million dollars based on the fact that
Wilbur slumped weakly on his chair and murmured, "So this is what a gambler is like." He did not use any of his abilities, engaging in the gambling session as an ordinary person. Wilbur strived to immerse himself in the role of a gambler. He experienced the feelings that came with gambling. The excitement of winning, the frustration of losing, and the frenzy that took over after losing a lot of money. The thrill kept him excited with the surging adrenaline in his body. The sensation was more intense than a roller coaster ride, thrilling him in a way that made him understand why people said gambling was addictive. It really was. He was in despair like a gambler who lost everything. Kenji laughed at that point. Wilbur had lost four million dollars. On top of that, he borrowed another four million dollars. In one evening, he lost a total of eight million dollars. Kenji recovered his losses from the morning and made several million dollars in profit in just one night. Wil
Wilbur chuckled and said, "Murder is already a capital offense, and organ trafficking after murder will only land you in even more trouble. Aren't you afraid at all?" "Afraid?" Kenji burst into laughter. It took him a while before he said again, "The Lilith clan holds power in Seechertown. Who do I need to fear? Buddy, you know nothing about this society." Wilbur frowned and asked, "Do you mean one of the three prominent families in Seechertown, as rumor has it?" "Seems like you know a little. That's right, I'm a member of the Lilith clan. Our clan's influence spans both politics and business. Tell me, what do I need to fear?" Kenji asked arrogantly. Wilbur asked, "Do you believe that the Lilith clan is above the law?" "I do. Beings like us exist beyond the constraints of the ordinary world. Buddy, you're still too young. You might know about the three prominent families, but you don't understand the terrifying power we hold." Kenji's face bore an expression of extreme enjoym
"We can't do that. We'll go with you." "This is an order. All of you, go back immediately." Elsa knew she would face severe punishment as the vice-captain, and that would be the more lenient outcome. However, she was not afraid. What concerned her more was not getting her subordinates in trouble. Her subordinates were young, and some were not married yet. She would never forgive herself if they lost their jobs because of her. Because of Elsa's determination and the pressure from their higher-ups, her subordinates reluctantly got out of the vehicle. They saluted Elsa before they left. Elsa took a deep breath and got out of the vehicle. She arrived at the entrance of the bar. The bar was closed at that hour. Elsa knocked on the door forcefully without hesitation. "Who's there?" The bar door opened slightly after a while, accompanied by an annoyed grumble. Dyed blonde hair could be seen through the door's gap. Elsa kicked the blonde guy to the ground. She then swiftly