Lorenzo placed his hands in his pockets, condescendingly looking down at Travis and spitting. Without giving the matter another thought, he swung his foot onto the latter's stomach, then headed back to the couch. Travis lay on the ground. He struggled to turn his head toward Lorenzo before coughing up blood. Only then did his hoarse voice ring out. "I guess you're not very bright, so I'll punish you now!" His head whipped around to face the men in various formal suits behind him. They were staring at him with blank faces, which made his breathing quicken. He slammed both palms into the ground, forcing himself off the floor. "Why the hell aren't you guys doing anything?" he loudly barked at the men, his saliva splattering everywhere while he pointed at Lorenzo. "Have you forgotten who the boss that's sustaining your livelihoods is? I'm now ordering you guys to break this boy toy's legs! Let's see how he'll use his body for a living after becoming a cripple!" Not a tinge of emotion

Travis's eyes hardened with confidence. "Lorenzo Byers, you may own immeasurable wealth, but this is Almiron City! Here, the Byers family's wealth can never compare to the Gillette family's!" Lorenzo frowned, not uttering a single word as he found it unnecessary to confirm nor deny Travis's statement. A long while passed, yet Travis never got a response. His confidence soared as Lorenzo did not react, nor did the latter continue exerting pressure on his body. He jutted his chin, proudly trumpeting, "So, it doesn't matter how wealthy your family is because you need to respect the rules here! Also, I work for the Gillette family. I've served them for a long time, so you should show me some respect to ensure your safety in this city." He was so confident that he forgot about Clara's presence entirely. Clara raised her foot and stomped it on Travis, a raging fire burning in her eyes. "How curious. When exactly did you start working for the Gillettes? You claim to have served them f

"Don't do things that irk me anymore if you're that terrified of me. Otherwise, I can't promise you'll still be breathing when you leave this place today," said Lorenzo. Travis trembled even more. He looked up and saw Lorenzo smiling, yet the latter did not seem genuinely happy. That only worsened Travis's fear, causing his teeth to chatter from his increased trembling. He knew Lorenzo was not kidding. Getting killed was an outcome Travis did not predict for himself, and he was unsure if he could stop Lorenzo from making it a reality. Thus, his knees wobbled like jelly once more, unable to support the weight of his body. His brain then went blank for some time. Only when his knee bashed into the ground, igniting a sharp sensation in his leg, did he finally snap out of his daze. As that happened, Travis could not help but let out a shrill that made everyone's skin crawl. His alert gaze fixed on Lorenzo, yet the latter ignored him and strolled toward the couch instead. Travis had n

Alicia now looked like a strong career woman. Loreonzo locked eyes with her and was about to speak, but she suddenly ran in his direction. It sparked a grin across Lorenzo's face as he knew Alicia was still the same, innocent girl at heart. As he stood there and stared at her, his clenched jaw loosened. All the while, bianca stood next to him. She paid attention to his shifting expressions, bitter disappointment forming in her heart. Yet, bianca did not verbalise her feelings or show them on her face. She knew such things would often occur in the future, especially if she wanted to stay beside Lorenzo as mode than his secretary. She needed to get used to him being popular among women. Regardless, Lorenzo did not have the slightest idea of whay bianca was thinking and neither did Alicka. At that moment, Alicia had arrived before Lorenzo and was formally bowing to greet him and Bianca. “Thank you. Mr. Byers and miss bianca. I don't know what kind of life i would be living now i

"You're saying I'm not wealthy? Do you see this shirt I'm wearing? It's by a small designer from Ioblia, worth 3 million dollars. I'm 28 this year, and it's the first time I've been called poor. Honestly, your accusation is hilarious. Everyone in Aurelia knows me because I'm a member of the Graves family!" While speaking, the man cockily jutted his chin at Bianca. He could already picture Bianca groveling at his feet for forgiveness. Should that happen, he was more than ready to claim her as one of his women. Yet, that did not happen, much to his dismay. Bianca merely stood there with her eyes wide. "The Graves family?" she said before letting out a frosty chuckle. "Oh, I know all about that family—they're filthy rich." A smirk curled on the man's face. However, it quickly vanished as Bianca placed her hands on her hips. She thundered, "I've heard plenty about that family, like how they used improper means to acquire massive wealth. Likewise, I know they've continued to utilize