Lorenzo didn’t want to spare Amelia even a single look. He could see her excitement and intentions, especially when her gaze was trained on him. He wanted to leave, and so he did. He didn’t expect her to appear before him and stop him from leaving. He sighed. “Is there anything else. you need from me, Miss Rothschild?” Amelia’s face became nervous when she heard him address her so formally. She started to tremble and sounded nervous as she said, “Mr. Byers, I want to buy you a meal as thanks for sharing some of your wealth with me. I’m also grateful that you didn’t ask me to repay you in any way, not even with my body.” She bowed her head. Lorenzo was unmoved. He knew what she meant, but he wasn’t interested. Therefore, he said coldly, “I’m not going to eat with you, and I have my reasons. Firstly, I need you to repay me–by achieving what I wanted you to. Secondly, as I said earlier, I don’t have much time.” When he was done saying what he wanted to, he didn’t move. It wasn’t

This was beyond Lorenzo’s expectations. He widened his eyes in surprise and was curious to know how Victoria dealt with that. He glanced at her, but she didn’t look too happy. She didn’t want him to know how vicious she could be, but she could not shut Bianca up. So, she bowed her head to hide her face from Lorenzo. Bianca saw this, but it didn’t matter. She wouldn’t do what Victoria wanted, anyway. She said, “She had a small blade to protect herself, so she whipped it out and stabbed the man in the groin before running away.” Lorenzo’s lip twitched. He was about to say something to mock Victoria, but Bianca didn’t give him a chance to. While trying to conceal her laughter, she said, “Sir, if I were you, I wouldn’t be too happy. What I’m going to tell you next about what she used to do will surprise you and make you mad.” This was his first time seeing Bianca like this, and he was very curious to know what she was going to say. Bianca said, “Every person Miss Winslow stole f

Lorenzo smirked a little at the look on her face. This was what he wanted to see. Victoria had never seen so much money in her life, not even in the vault of the man who claimed to be the richest in the world. She’d even felt pleased with herself and wondered what had happened to the money. Now, she knew. The man who stood before her was the one who was truly rich! If she could take the money with her, there was no telling how many mouths she could feed. She smiled at this thought. It was nonsensical, of course. At this moment, Lorenzo said something that made Victoria feel like she was dreaming. “I had this money prepared with the intention of helping the poor. If you can graduate from college, you’ll be fully in charge of it.” Victoria felt like she’d suddenly been transported to a different world altogether. There was no way a normal person would give a thief that much money—especially someone as rich as Lorenzo. Then again, she’d heard that these rich people tended to ha

Lorenzo stuck his hands in his pockets and looked down at them. “Perhaps you guys have something to tell me?” The bodyguards had never been in such a pickle before, especially since they only had two options—to die or to betray the one who pays. They didn’t want to go for either of these options. Lorenzo sighed, then raised his voice. “I’ll count down from three.” Without giving them time to think, he immediately started counting down. “Three!” “Two!” Before he could get to “one,” someone broke down and shouted a name. He nodded expressionlessly. Then, he turned to get into the car. These bodyguards were just poor people who had been hired by the wrong people, so there was no need for him to go after them. They were going to be out of jobs soon, anyway. The moment he turned, he felt a sharp gust of wind coming toward him. At the same time, he saw the terrified and worried expression on Bianca’s face through the windshield. He’d never seen someone express so many diff

Lorenzo took the key. “Thank you.” Before heading to his Apartment. Just as he thought he would soon be at his apartment, he heard someone call his name. The voice was a little familiar, but it hadn’t left a deep enough impression for him to remember. He stopped and turned in the direction the voice had come from to see a beautiful woman standing there. He recognized her—she was Mia Gomez, a gorgeous woman in his university who had once helped get their family business back by investing in their company. He put his hands in his pockets and watched as she approached him, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Lorenzo narrowed his eyes. She was attractive, but perhaps her beauty would work better on someone else. He moved his gaze from her chest to her face and asked, “Do you have something you need me for?” Mia didn’t answer him. She was still wondering why he hadn’t shown any reaction to her body and had even averted his gaze so quickly. However, it wasn’t a que