At this moment, in a vast countryside manor located in Alderton Hills, in southern England, an elderly man slowly lowered the telephone receiver. Despite being nearly eighty, Reginald Lancaster, the head of the prestigious Lancaster family, still healthy. Across from him, his eldest son, Sebastian Lancaster, sat on a leather armchair near the crackling fireplace. He had been silently observing his father’s expression the entire time, curious. Finally, he spoke, his tone inquisitive.“Father, who was that on the phone? You seemed… unusually entertained.”Reginald turned slightly. “That was your uncle, Harold,” he replied softly.Sebastian straightened, surprise flickering across his face. “Uncle Harold? You mean that Harold?I thought he cut off contact with us decades ago.”Reginald chuckled lightly. “Yes. The very same. The prodigal fool finally swallowed his pride. After all these years, he came begging for help.”Though his tone remained calm.Reginald was filled with quiet satisfacti

Scot Vincent stood straight. In his hands was a black folder.He stepped forward and presented it with both hands.“Sir,” he said solemnly, “this is the complete list of assets the Lancaster family once owned. All their real estate, bank accounts, and corporate shares have been liquidated per your orders. Everything is now under your control.”Christopher took the folder, flipping through the pages briefly before shutting it with a quiet snap.“You’ve done well, Scot, I’ll remember this.” Christopher said. “Thank you, my Lord!” Scot’s eyes lit up with gratitude.Without another word, Christopher handed the folder to Leon, who was waiting silently behind him.“These assets will serve a purpose soon,” Christopher said. Then he turned and strode toward the exit, Leon and Scot falling into step beside him.But the moment they stepped out of the suite, a sharp voice tore through the corridor.“You son of a bitch!”Sebastien Lancaster was waiting outside.“How dare you compete with me for

Christopher’s calm voice echoed through the vast Mercedes-Benz showroom.“I said take me to get the car.”For a moment, it felt as though time itself froze.John’s jaw fell open, his brain struggling to catch up with what he just heard. Buy a Maybach worth one hundred million dollars, just like that? No negotiations, no hesitation, no blink?Was this man out of his mind?But when John glanced outside at the convoy of matte-black Hummers lined up along the curb — their engines still humming, windows tinted pitch-black — a flicker of doubt crossed his mind. Whoever this man was, he clearly wasn’t ordinary.“Uh… s-sir,” John stammered, trying to steady his voice, “are you planning to use it for business purposes or…?”Christopher didn’t even bother looking at him. His gaze was fixed on the Maybach as he spoke coolly, “I already said—the most expensive one. And add ten of your latest business-class Mercedes-Benz sedans to the order.”The entire showroom went silent.Even the receptionist

Three days later, Scot Vincent called Christopher to give him an update. “Cloudtop Villa is ready,” he announced.Christopher nearly dropped the phone in disbelief. “Anna, our house is ready! Let’s move in today!”Anna pause mid-task.She frowned. “What house?”Christopher grinned. “Didn’t I tell you? I bought Cloud9 Villa!”Anna blinked. Then she laughed. “Christopher, are you bluffing again?”Her disbelief made Christopher sigh dramatically. “Darling, if you don’t believe me, come and see for yourself.”His serious expression was enough to make her second-guess her doubt. For a man who had spent most of his time teasing her, this new confidence seemed unusually real. Still, she wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction too easily.“Did you really buy Cloud9 Villa?” “Of course!” Christopher replied.“Hmph.” Anna crossed her arms. “Fine, I’ll go with you just to see if you’re telling the truth.”“Sweetheart, I promise not to disappoint you.” He turned to their daughter and lifted her

I stood there watching them sneer. His arrogance was unbearable. The same people who had mocked me at the banquet were now demanding that I kneel? I almost laughed.Christopher shook his head slowly. What a bunch of idiots, I thought to myself. There was no point in wasting time or energy on fools like them.“We’re leaving,” Christopher said flatly.But before they could take a step, Evelyn suddenly snapped.“Christopher, you liar!” she shouted, her voice trembling with anger. “Are you really willing to leave us homeless on the streets?”Christopher turned to her, startled.If Christopher had said he’d bought just an ordinary house, maybe my mother would’ve believed him. But Cloud9 Villa? Everyone in Lisle City knew it was the most expensive mansion in the entire city. Even billionaires had to wait years to get their hands on it.“Do you really think you can afford Cloud9 Villa?” Evelyn scoffed, her tone filled with disbelief. “You must be crazy! You can leave if you want, but I’ll fi