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Embracing Wealth: The Exceptional Raymond Lawson Chapter 19
The old man’s face lit up. “Ah, Mr. Raymond, you’re in luck. I am the president of the city’s medical association. In a few days, we’re hosting a grand medical conference. It’s the biggest event of the year—experts from all over the world will be there, presenting groundbreaking research, showcasing rare herbs, and even electing the new state presidents for the medical associations. It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”Raymond’s eyes widened, a flicker of excitement breaking through his usual calm demeanor. “Rare herbs? From all over the world?”“Exactly,” the old man said with a smile. “And as a token of my gratitude, I’d like to give you this.” He pulled out a sleek, black VIP card embossed with gold lettering. “This is one of only ten in the entire country. It grants you access to every exhibit, every presentation, and every exclusive event at the conference. If the herbs you’re looking for exist, you’ll find them there.”Raymond took the card, his fingers brushing over the intr
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Immediately the leader stammered, his words tumbling out in a rush. “I-it was Caleb! He wanted revenge for what you did to him! so he paid us to teach you a bitter lesson.” Upon hearing It was Caleb, Raymond's eyes narrowed, a cold fury burning within them. He tightened his grip on the thug's collar, his voice dropping to a menacing whisper. “Listen carefully. You're going to deliver a message to Caleb for me. If he ever dares to come after me again, it won't be just your legs that get broken. Next time, he'll be the one in pieces. Understood?” Immediately he nodded his head. “Yes...understand” Then Raymond let go of him and walked away.At the same time, Caleb paced back and forth in the meeting point, his heart pounding with anticipation. He eagerly awaited the news of Raymond's demise, a triumphant grin playing on his lips. However, his excitement was short-lived as the door burst open, revealing his battered and bruised thugs, limping and groaning in pain. At tha
Embracing Wealth: The Exceptional Raymond Lawson Chapter 21
Later that evening, Dahlia sat in her office, the dim glow of the city skyline reflecting off the floor-to-ceiling windows. The office was quiet except for the rhythmic tapping of her pen against the polished wooden desk.She was lost in thought, reviewing financial projections that didn’t look promising when her phone buzzed beside her. She glanced at the screen.Caleb.She hesitated. The last time she had seen Caleb, he had been humiliated; his family was kicked out of the city's largest business association by Mr.Drake. It had been a public affair.Her finger hovered over the screen before she finally swiped to answer.“Caleb.”“Dahlia,” his voice came smooth and confident, as if the recent disaster had never occurred. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything important.”At that moment Dahlia leaned back in her chair, tapping the pen against her fingers. How is he still acting so composed?“That depends,” she said coolly. “Is everything alright? Why are you calling?”Caleb let ou
Embracing Wealth: The Exceptional Raymond Lawson Chapter 22
Raymond stepped into the car without a word. Sophia shut the door and quickly took her place behind the wheel, merging smoothly onto the road. As they drove, Sophia’s tone was measured. “Sir, I’ve arranged for you to stay at Celestial Manor.” Hearing the word, Raymond arched his brow slightly. Celestial Manor. He had heard of it. Not just anyone could live there. Money alone wasn’t enough— power is needed, status, and influence. Even some of the city’s wealthiest figures had been denied when they tried to purchase some property in the Estate. At that moment the car smoothly glided through the elite district, past extravagant mansions that paled in comparison to what lay ahead. As they neared Celestial Manor, whispers began to rise among the residents. “Who owns that car?” one man murmured, stepping off his porch to get a better look. “I’ve never seen that vehicle before,” his wife whispered, eyes wide with curiosity. “Wait—are they heading toward Celestial Manor?” another
Embracing Wealth: The Exceptional Raymond Lawson Chapter 23
The morning light streamed through the grand windows of Celestial Manor, casting a soft glow over the polished floors. Raymond sat on the plush leather couch, sipping a cup of black coffee. His mind was sharp, his body energized from the cultivation he had practiced all night. Just then, his phone vibrated on the coffee table. He glanced at the screen—Malisa. He picked up. “Hello, Malisa. What is it?” On the other end, Malisa let out a soft chuckle. “That’s not how you greet someone who’s inviting you to dinner.” Raymond raised an eyebrow slightly. “You’re inviting me to dinner?” “Mhm.” Her voice was casual, but there was something playful beneath the surface. “Don’t look so surprised. I didn’t get the chance to properly thank you for saving my grandfather yesterday.” Raymond leaned back, resting one arm on the couch. “That wasn’t necessary. I didn’t do it for a reward.” “I know,” she admitted, her tone light. “But maybe I just want to know more about the man who did wha
Embracing Wealth: The Exceptional Raymond Lawson Chapter 24
Deborah, seated beside her, adjusted her glasses and turned to look. “Mayor Vincent? What’s he doing here?” As they stepped out of the vehicle, they immediately picked up on the hushed conversations from the small crowd near the entrance. “I still can’t believe it,” someone muttered. “The Mayor actually bowed to him!” “I’ve never seen him treat anyone with that level of respect before,” another said, his voice filled with disbelief. “Who is that man?” a woman asked, her curiosity evident. Hearing the whisper Dahlia slowed her pace, her interest piqued. She exchanged a glance with Deborah before casually adjusting the strap of her purse. “Did you hear that?” she asked, her tone calm but watchful. Deborah nodded, lowering her voice. “They’re saying Vincent personally greeted someone. Not just greeted—bowed respectfully.” Dahlia’s eyes widened slightly. Vincent Crane was not a man who bowed to anyone. He was one of the most influential figures in the city’s political sphe
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At that moment a soft smile tugged at Malisa's lips. As the evening went on, Vincent continued expressing his gratitude, occasionally raising his glass in appreciation. The conversation shifted between business, politics, and casual topics, but Raymond wasn’t particularly interested. He had never been the type to enjoy prolonged discussions, especially when they didn’t concern him directly. After several drinks, he leaned back in his seat, his fingers lightly tapping against the table. The atmosphere was pleasant, but he felt no need to stay longer than necessary. He exhaled slightly, his gaze flickering toward the door. “I’ll step out for a bit,” Raymond said casually, pushing his chair back. Vincent immediately straightened. “Do you need anything? I can have the staff—” Raymond shook his head. “Just want to use the restroom.” At that moment he stood up, as he turned to leave, Vincent motioned to one of the servers. “Allow me to show you the way—” Raymond waved him off. “
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At that moment Deborah stormed into the private dining room, her expression filled with disdain. She was just about to inform Dahlia about her encounter with Raymond when the door swung open again.A tall, imposing man stepped in, his confident smirk immediately darkening the mood in the room.It was Jefferson.At that moment Dahlia’s entire expression shifted the moment she saw him.For a split second, she was frozen in place, unable to believe her eyes. But then, her shock turned into cold fury.Her gaze snapped toward Caleb, her voice laced with disbelief. “You brought him?”Then Caleb leaned back slightly, as if anticipating her reaction, but his expression remained composed. “Dahlia, listen—”“No.” She abruptly pushed her chair back, ready to walk out on the spot.Then Jefferson let out a soft chuckle. “Now, now, Dahlia. That’s not very professional, is it?”Immediately she shot him a glare, her fingers tightening around the strap of her purse. Of all people… it had to be him.
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The light flickered across the walls, casting long shadows of Maxwell, who stood, his fingers tapping against the other as he contemplated the path before him.“A place in the Alchemy Association,” he whispered to himself, the words hanging in the air like a promise.For any alchemist worth their salt, the Association represented the pinnacle of their craft. Maxwell had heard the stories since he was a boy—alchemists who joined their ranks no longer scrounged through misty forests at dawn for rare moon blossoms or bartered with suspicious merchants for dragon scale powder. The Association provided everything: rare ingredients, ancient texts, and the collective wisdom of generations.He couldn't believe he would be getting all of this, just to say the opposite of what he said earlier.At that moment Maxwell closed his eyes, picturing himself in the grand hall of the Association, surrounded by the greatest minds of the era, sharing discoveries over goblets of spiced wine. No more lonel
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Some people leaned forward in anticipation. Others frowned in disbelief.But one thing was clear: something about Raymond’s plain wooden box had stirred the attention of the banquet’s most knowledgeable man.And now… everyone wanted to know if it was fake or real.At that moment Waylon folded his arms, a confident grin forming on his face as Maxwell stood close to the chairman with focused steps. Though Maxwell’s interest puzzled many, Waylon remained convinced—there was no way Raymond's pill could outshine his. Even if it was real, how could it possibly compare to a gift from a second-level alchemist? So instead of stopping Maxwell, Waylon turned toward Raymond and sneered. “Well then, Raymond,” he said, loud enough for everyone to hear, “do you even dare to let Mr. Maxwell inspect it? Or are you just hoping no one looks too closely at your little trinket?” More laughter rippled through the hall. “Probably bought it from some back alley.” “He doesn’t look nervous at all… maybe
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Raymond stood quietly near the center of the hall, his presence calm, his posture straight, yet utterly unbothered by the awe swirling around Waylon’s pill. While guests gasped and praised the rarity of a second-level alchemist’s work, Raymond’s eyes drifted lazily toward the pill inside the jade box. With just one glance, that was all he needed. From the texture, the glow, and the faint medicinal scent in the air, he immediately saw through it—it was indeed made by a second-level alchemist, but the refining process lacked purity. The spiritual energy was unstable, the balance flawed. It would barely extend a life by two or three years at best, and if taken carelessly, might even cause internal disruption to someone with delicate meridians. It was flashy, but hollow, Raymond showed no admiration. No awe. Not even a raised brow. He simply stood in silence, hands behind his back. And that silence… was noticed. Waylon, still basking in the praise, caught the lack of expression fro
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Upon noticing the shift in the room Several guests turned at once. “Isn’t that Young Master Waylon from the Lancaster family?” “He looks... unusually proud today.” “What’s he planning?” However Waylon didn’t disappoint, and seeing all eyes on him, made his shoulder raise even more. This was what he wanted in the first place, attention, full attention, and he was getting it. With his head and shoulders raised even higher like a peacock He marched straight toward the stage where Malisa’s grandfather stood and, with a theatrical bow, extended a jade box in both hands, his voice intentionally loud enough for everyone to hear. “This year, I’ve prepared a very special gift for the chairman,” Waylon declared, full of flourish. “A gift I know no one in this room would even come close to beating.” At that moment he allowed his words to hit everyone before he continued. “A pill personally crafted by a second-level alchemist.” Upon hearing what Waylon just said Gasps er
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The grand banquet hall buzzed with quiet conversations and elegant laughter as Raymond followed Malisa further inside. The soft hum of string instruments drifted from a raised platform near the stage, and the scent of fine cuisine lingered in the air. Then came a sudden voice, full of excitement. “Brother Raymond!” Immediately a man rushed over in a finely tailored navy-blue suit—young, well-groomed, and practically glowing with energy. It was Malisa’s cousin, the one Raymond had told what he needed to do to treat his fertility problems. “Brother Raymond, you’re amazing!” he blurted out, his eyes shining. “That prescription you gave me—it worked! I mean, it really worked!” He leaned in a little closer and lowered his voice conspiratorially. “Not only did it fix the problem, but I feel stronger than I ever did before. Like… really powerful,” he added, raising his brows as if trying not to say too much in front of his female relatives. Hearing what he just said Raymond blinked on
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The banquet venue was grand—luxurious without being told one could tell how much was put into it, decorated with understated gold and ivory, adorned with fresh lilies and warm ambient lighting. Outside the entrance, rows of high-end cars lined the driveway, while suited guards and black-tie guests moved about in quiet elegance.This wasn’t just a birthday banquet.It was a gathering of power, elite in the city.The guest list was a tapestry of the city's upper echelon: medical elites, representatives of major families, investment magnates, and several senior members of the Medical Association. All had come to celebrate the birthday of Chairman Nathaniel, the president of the city’s medical association—Malisa’s grandfather.Whispers passed between clusters of guests as the hall bustled.“Did you see the Westbrook delegation just arrived? And that’s Dr. Herman from the National Research Council…”Everyone knew the banquet was more than just a birthday—it was a display of power and conn
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Waylon’s hatred for Raymond deepened like a wound left to rot.As he paced the floor of his private study, his eyes bloodshot, fists clenched at his sides, he couldn’t suppress the fury building inside him.‘Raymond’He couldn't believe that damn man had appeared at just the right time to ruin everything. Again.“First, he’d taken the spotlight in healing Malisa's grandfather, Then, he had miraculously stopped Malisa from talking to him before. Now… now, he’d interfered with a plan that I had spent days carefully crafting—a plan meant to make Malisa mine, whether she wanted it or not.”Immediately Waylon slammed his fist into the oak table, cracking the polished surface.“Raymond…” he growled through gritted teeth. “I don’t care who you are, or what you can do—sooner or later, I’ll find a way to eliminate you.”But even in his seething rage, Waylon wasn’t done with Malisa.His obsession in using her to get her family wealth ran too deep.“I’ll still marry her, and get what I want no
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Then Raymond pulled out a handkerchief and gently wiped the remaining sweat from her forehead.“I suspect the same person responsible for poisoning your grandfather… also drugged you tonight.”Malisa looked at him, her expression tightening with focus.Raymond continued, his tone clipped but clear, like he was putting pieces together out loud.“The symptoms you displayed—the rapid pulse, flushed skin, mental disorientation—were almost identical to what I observed in your grandfather, only more concentrated and faster-acting. His poisoning was slow and hidden over time, meant to weaken him gradually. Yours was abrupt, meant to take effect within minutes. But the toxin base was the same. The way it attacked the internal balance… the method of disruption... it all followed the same structure.”He narrowed his eyes slightly.“Whoever created the original poison likely just modified it. This wasn’t random—it was personal. And well-prepared.”Upon hearing what Raymond just said Malisa’s eye
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After leaving the store, Raymond and Malisa entered the car. The doors closed with a soft click, shutting out the outside world, and the convoy of luxury vehicles rolled into motion.At that moment the cabin was quiet—only the soft hum of the engine and the faint breath of air-conditioning. Malisa sat beside Raymond, composed as ever… At first, but not long after, her breathing began to shift.It started as a slight twitch in her fingers—then her shoulders shifted, and her back subtly arched.Then she started fanning herself gently with her hand, even though the air inside the car was cool.Raymond turned to her.“You alright?” he asked, his tone low.However Malisa didn’t answer. Her lips were slightly parted now, her breaths shallow.At that moment a light sheen of sweat glistened at the base of her neck. Her chest rose and fell rapidly beneath her fitted silk blouse.Then she turned her face toward him, and Raymond immediately noticed—her eyes had gone hazy, unfocused, as if her bo
