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Embracing Wealth: The Exceptional Raymond Lawson Chapter 72
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
Embracing Wealth: The Exceptional Raymond Lawson Chapter 73
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
Embracing Wealth: The Exceptional Raymond Lawson Chapter 74
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
Embracing Wealth: The Exceptional Raymond Lawson Chapter 75
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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“Master Raymond, just take the card. You’re a trillionaire. If you don’t believe me, go to the bank and check the balance yourself. The password is your birthday.”The elegant woman placed a sleek black card on the desk, her tone firm but polite. After being told to leave for the fifth time, she finally gave up trying to convince Raymond.With a deep bow—practically folding herself in half—she turned and walked out without another word,got in a luxurious sports car.Raymond sighed and gave the card a quick glance before putting it into his pocket casually. Seriously? She expected him to believe he was the missing chairman of the country’s biggest conglomerate?What a load of nonsense.Sure, there were parts of his past he couldn’t remember, but there was no way he was some billionaire big shot.Shaking his head, he pushed the thought aside. Right now, he had more important things to worry about—like getting back to work at the restaurant.Today is his anniversary with his wife Dahli
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Staring at Raymond’s back, Dahlia’s lips parted slightly, surprise flashing across her face.She hadn’t expected him to let go so easily, without argument or demands.However, for a moment, she felt a pang of loss, a strange emptiness she couldn’t quite name.But she convinced herself that this was the right decision.Their lives were heading in different directions, and there was no point in holding onto a relationship that no longer worked.After leaving the restaurant, Raymond wandered on the street, not knowing where to go.Was money really that important?He clenched his fists and let out a bitter laugh.However at that moment, that woman Sophia's words suddenly occurred to him.“You’re a trillionaire. If you don't believe me, check the balance.”Trillionaire?He frowned. Though it seemed absurd to him, it wouldn't hurt if he went to check it out.After all, he had nothing else to lose.Without wasting any more time he grabbed his jacket, and placed the card in his pocket heading
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The security guards, tall and imposing in their uniforms, approached quickly.At that moment one of them stepped forward, his expression neutral but authoritative. “Sir, we’ve received a report of an assault. I need you to come with us.”Raymond raised his hands slightly, showing him the card, his voice steady. “I didn’t assault anyone. I’m here to conduct business at this bank.”Seeing the card in his hand, the security guard was shocked and stopped immediately.“A Supreme Black Card?” his eyes widened, skepticism clear in his tone. “Is this true?”This was the highest level card in this bank and this was the first time that he had ever seen it in person.But when looking at Raymond again, he hesitated. He didn’t look like a man who could own such a card at all.At this moment, Dahlia’s mother’s laughter rang out, sharp and cutting through the air like a blade.“Oh come on, stop lying! The supreme black card belongs to the most powerful people in the world. Do you really think anyo
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Dahlia’s mother and sister stood in stunned silence, their faces pale. The weight of Malisa’s words hit them like a hammer, shattering their arrogance into fragments.“Revoked?” Dahlia’s mother stammered, her voice trembling. “you can’t do this,” Dahlia’s sister sputtered, her earlier sneer replaced by wide-eyed disbelief. Her voice cracked, but Malisa’s icy glare stopped her from saying more.Malisa’s lips curled into a faint, cold smile. “I already have.” The scene felt heavier as the gravity of their loss sank in. Membership at this bank wasn’t just about convenience—it was a symbol of status, of power, and losing it was a blow that would echo across their social and business lives. For a family that thrived on connections and reputation, this was devastation.“Madam, please—” Dahlia’s mother begged, her voice faltering, but Malisa’s icy gaze froze her mid-sentence.“Don’t waste my time,” Malisa said sharply, cutting her off. “You’ve already wasted enough of it.”Dahlia’s sister
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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
Chapter 71
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
