"Meeting me for the first time doesn’t count as lucky," Ricard said calmly but with confidence and pride in his voice. "If you get to see me a second time, then you can consider yourself lucky.""I understand!" The old man nodded. "The Living King of Hell saves people without accepting money or gifts, only fate. If I meet you again, it means you will save me, right?""Perhaps," Ricard patted the old man's shoulder again and left him with a parting comment, "This meeting could be considered fate, but whether we meet again remains to be seen."Ricard's voice grew fainter as he walked away. The old man watched his retreating figure until Ricard disappeared from view. He sighed, having no doubts about Ricard’s words. His old friend had once told him that only a handful of people in the world could diagnose his condition just by looking."I never thought the Living King of Hell would be so young!" the old man mused, thinking of the young man he had just met. He then considered his own gran

"Chairman Demneri, rest assured, no matter what, I will stand by you," Ricard said."I hope so."The heavy rain abruptly stopped, and the sun appeared suddenly. Summer rainstorms could feel like time intertwined, as if the earlier gloom only mirrored someone’s mood.Jeannie drove Ricard back home. As soon as they entered, they saw Milan, who had been out since early morning, excitedly running over."What’s made you so happy?" Jeannie smiled."The concert, Jeannie! I managed to get three tickets. It’s for Pajif’s global tour, which is in Mozzafiato now! It was tough getting these three tickets!" Milan waved the tickets in front of Jeannie."Oh my God! How did you get them? I thought they were sold out months ago!" Jeannie was thrilled. She loved art and music and often attended exhibitions and concerts during her college days."Hehe, it’s a secret!" Milan stuck her tongue out playfully at Jeannie. "So, interested in going? Didn’t you say Ricard is also very knowledgeable about music? H

The grand hotel in Mozzafiato city is located in the city center, a seven-story building, with each floor lavishly decorated. The spacious parking lot is filled with over 70% supercars, each worth more than half a million.A bright red Mercedes GT pulled in, and the moment the door opened, it captured everyone's attention. Two girls stepped out, each with a completely different style but equally captivating. The girl from the driver's seat had long, flowing black hair, silky and smooth, without any makeup but still flawless.Jeannie wore a sky-blue long dress, her fair wrist adorned with a white gold bracelet, sparkling with two diamonds. A silver necklace around her neck accentuated her fair and delicate neck.Jeannie's presence was destined to be the main attraction, drawing everyone's eyes."Jeannie, you're here!" A cheerful voice called out. A tall, 1.8-meter young man, with a handsome face and wearing an Armani suit, strode towards Jeannie, his eyes full of admiration."Jordanne,

Jordanne sat not far from Jeannie, his face flushed with anger. The scene he had meticulously planned was ruined by that man. That must be Jeannie's husband! If it weren't for him, tomorrow's headlines would surely be about the private life of the Demneri chairman. The Demneri Group's stock would be affected, but now, everything was wasted because of him!"Well, I thought you were some sort of prince charming, but she's already married. You're just a third wheel who doesn't understand your place. Look at how her husband expressed his love and compare it to your disgusting proposal. It's revolting!" a girl sitting behind Jordanne said with disdain.Jordanne glared at the girl but said nothing. He had indeed lost face today.After Ricard finally arrived, Master Pajif resumed his performance, giving it his all to impress the musical deity in his heart.The beautiful melodies and dazzling techniques satisfied everyone.As Master Pajif's concert reached its conclusion, Jeannie and Milan we

With no elevator in the building, the two walked up the stairs. Lisbeth shared stories about her teacher, like businessmen from the capital coming to seek his advice on enterprise development, and his academic articles being published in various magazines.They stopped on the sixth floor. Lisbeth knocked on an old blue security door."Coming, who is it?" A young male voice came from inside."Senior, it’s me," Lisbeth replied, her eyes shyly avoiding Ricard's, feeling like she was introducing her partner to her family.Ricard clearly heard the footsteps speed up after Lisbeth spoke. When the door opened, a handsome young man appeared, his eyes filled with excitement and affection for Lisbeth. But upon seeing Ricard, the joy vanished, replaced by a hostile look."Xiaoyin, this is...?" The young man asked Lisbeth, his eyes full of animosity toward Ricard."This is my friend, Ricard," Lisbeth introduced, her face slightly blushing. "Ricard, this is my senior and the teacher's son, Amile."