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***** “I was thinking I would work a few more months, add to the money the Blackwood already gave us. That way, I can buy a proper house somewhere decent and somewhere I can finally give my children the life I promised them when I left the village.” As God’s Time finished speaking, he lowered his gaze, avoiding Xavier’s expression as anxiety crawled up his spine. 'What if he thinks I’m stalling? Or trying to dodge responsibility?' The thought burned into his mind like acid. ‘What if he believes I lied just to keep my kids away?’ But then… Xavier smiled, the same rare, inexplicably reassuring smile. “I understand your dilemma,” he said, nodding his head. “How about this? Once you’re feeling a bit stronger, you and your wife can go find your dream house. Pick anywhere and anywhere. I’ll pay for it upfront.” God’s Time’s breath caught in his throat. “But…” Xavier continued before the man could interrupt, “I’ll deduct five percent of your salary every month until you finish paying me back. No interest and no pressure.” And then… silence. Once again, that crushing silence fell over the couple… so thick it felt like time had stopped and the universe itself was holding its breath, like some cruel cosmic joke they couldn’t begin to understand. It lasted for several seconds. Then Selene let out a noise… something between a gasp and a hiccup, and her body shook violently. God’s Time, on the other hand, opened his mouth, but no words came out. Instead, he just stared at Xavier as if he had grown a halo and wings. Then it happened… The couple erupted… not gently, not delicately, but with the force of a full-blown, meltdown-level emotional explosion. Selene let out a wail so raw that if not for the soundproofed ward, a neighbor three blocks away would probably clutch her chest and say, “Someone’s winning a lottery over there.” Tears gushed from her face like two rivers having a breakdown. God’s Time gripped his own skull with both hands, shaking it furiously like he was trying to make sure this wasn’t a hallucination brought on by his injury. They broke down into sobs again... raw, heaving, and chest-wracking cries that cared nothing for dignity or how you looked. It was grief, joy, relief, and disbelief all colliding in one overwhelming emotional outburst. Their dream of owning a home had quietly died a long time ago, buried under debts, and forgotten in the endless grind. God’s Time had chosen that name for himself because he genuinely believed in the saying, “God’s time is the best.” It was the reason he had never done anything illegal... because he trusted that when the time was right, everything would fall into place. But with how life had unraveled for him and his wife, especially since they reached the city, that belief had withered. And he had stopped seeing the saying as faith, just a comforting fantasy that never came true. Yet here… here someone has not just offered to resurrect that dream and fate, but is offering a lifeline to reach it without chains attached. They dropped to their knees again before Xavier could even stop them, their hands clutched together as if in prayer, as they thanked him repeatedly, each gratitude louder and wetter than the last. “Thank you, Master!” “Thank you, sir!” “May heaven build you a golden mansion in this life and the next!” Xavier ran a hand over his face. It was clear he was starting to lose the battle with his own patience. He waved a hand. “Alright, alright, that’s enough. Please, I’m going to develop a headache if you both keep crying like this. I’m serious.” But the couple didn’t stop... they couldn’t. They wept like toddlers being handed ice cream after a lifetime of watching it melt in other people’s hands. Finally, amidst the emotional wreckage, God’s Time raised his trembling head and said, “Master, I promise you with every drop of blood in my veins, I will never let you regret this. Never. I’ll work harder than anyone. I’ll be loyal forever, and even if a bullet comes, I’ll throw myself in the way for you without hesitation!” Xavier, “_” There was a long pause, then he blinked once, twice, and… Very slowly, he rolled his eyes in exaggerated disbelief and gave God’s Time a look, like he had just suggested he would wrestle a lion before breakfast. “First of all,” he said flatly, “you don’t need to call me Master. Xavier is fine.” His face crumpled into exasperated disbelief. “And secondly, you don’t need to take any bullets.” …. [Author’s Note] A big thank you to all the devoted readers of RFP! We’ve officially hit 100,000 views! This milestone wouldn’t have been possible without your incredible support… so here’s a free chapter dedicated to you all. Please keep the love and support coming! We’ve reached a huge milestone. Now let’s aim even higher… 200,000 views, here we come!
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Chapter 701 – Are You Trying To Give Me Hypertension?!
*****Unaware of the mini existential crisis he had triggered behind him, Xavier strolled into the building with the ease of someone who didn’t have to flash an ID.The interior, which had bustled earlier that day, had quieted to a low hum now.Only three people were still seated in the lobby... strangers, new faces that Xavier hadn’t seen earlier, probably arriving after he and Grace had stepped out.They looked like they had been waiting for quite some time, yet oddly, none of them seemed in a hurry, even with how late it was.Their eyes tracked Xavier like surveillance drones as he entered. They sized him up… dark shirt, calm stride, and casual confidence. They immediately assumed he was just another late-arriving hopeful trying to catch a last-minute business meeting.Xavier didn’t return the energy. He merely offered them the briefest glance, then turned his attention to the front desk, where the receptionist immediately sprang to her feet and bowed with trained precision.
Chapter 700 – The Nostalgic Moment In The Taxi
*****In the taxi, Xavier couldn’t help but silently remind himself that he would be buying his own car soon… and prayed God’s Time would heal quickly, so he could move freely, anytime and anywhere, without having to tiptoe around a driver’s pride, even when he was the one paying.Just then, however, a thought crossed his mind, and he smiled.If someone had told him just six years ago that he would one day become rich enough to hire a personal chauffeur and pay them half a million dollars per annum, pay their taxes, and give them a bonus, he would’ve laughed straight in their face. Not a polite chuckle... no, a full-blown, doubled-over, a d hysterical laugh of disbelief, insisting he would rather drive himself than throw away such huge money that he could spend on something more worthwhile and important.And yet, here he was. The idea still felt absurd to him.He was a guy who had once begged for rides… now, here he was, hiring a full-time chauffeur. And not just any driver… his
Chapter 699 – Leaving The Hospital
*****By the time Xavier finally escaped the hospital ward… still drowning in the couple’s endless tsunami of gratitude, weepy appreciation, and grand promises of eternal devotion, it was already 8:35 in the evening. Less than an hour remained before the time he and Grace had agreed to meet.Now outside, planted stiffly by the roadside beneath the weary flicker of a half-dead streetlamp, Xavier rubbed his temple as though trying to erase the memory from his skull.He looked like a man who had just been hit by a kindness truck and dragged for ten emotional kilometers.“I swear,” he muttered under his breath, eyes wide with lingering trauma, “who in the world even invented appreciation? What sociopath thought that was necessary?”The image of God's Time and his wife flashed in his mind again… their tears, hugs, hymns, and hands clasped in eternal gratitude as if they had appointed him the Messiah of Emergency Rooms. He visibly shuddered.He stood there for another moment, breathin
Chapter 698 – (Free Chapter ) God’s Time and Selene’s Disbelief II
(Free Chapter ) ***** “I was thinking I would work a few more months, add to the money the Blackwood already gave us. That way, I can buy a proper house somewhere decent and somewhere I can finally give my children the life I promised them when I left the village.” As God’s Time finished speaking, he lowered his gaze, avoiding Xavier’s expression as anxiety crawled up his spine. 'What if he thinks I’m stalling? Or trying to dodge responsibility?' The thought burned into his mind like acid. ‘What if he believes I lied just to keep my kids away?’ But then… Xavier smiled, the same rare, inexplicably reassuring smile. “I understand your dilemma,” he said, nodding his head. “How about this? Once you’re feeling a bit stronger, you and your wife can go find your dream house. Pick anywhere and anywhere. I’ll pay for it upfront.” God’s Time’s breath caught in his throat. “But…” Xavier continued before the man could interrupt, “I’ll deduct five percent of your salary every month
Chapter 697 – God’s Time and Selene’s Disbelief I
*****“Young… young master,” God’s Time croaked, his throat thick with disbelief, “isn’t… isn’t that money too much for the kind of job I would be doing?”A bead of sweat ran down his temple, and then another. It was as though his body had entered a full-blown panic from sheer good news overload.Xavier gave a knowing smile, almost as if he had predicted this very question. “You would be working for me,” he said, his voice firm but calm. “Anything less than that would be an insult to my reputation.”He stretched lazily. “Moreover, I move around a lot. Which means you’ll practically live behind the wheel.”To anyone else, that might have sounded pompous. But to God’s Time and Selene?It was law, sacred, and a divine truth spoken by a merciful god. They looked at Xavier the way true believers must’ve gazed at prophets performing miracles before their eyes.The silence lingered again, but this time, it was electric… buzzing with rising emotions and surging with disbelief and mount
Chapter 696 – Xavier’s Offer
*****Hearing Xavier’s question, God’s Time and his wife exchanged glances, quick, nervous, and almost conspiratorial.Then, God’s Time’s eyes dropped, avoiding Xavier’s gaze as though it had suddenly become the sun itself, a deep flush creeping into his cheeks, and a flicker of shame flashed in his eyes.“Young Master,” he mumbled, barely managing to squeeze the words out. “You know I come from a… from a really backward village, right? So, apart from farming… planting, harvesting, and tending animals, the only other thing I really know how to do is drive. That has been my job for some years now.”He trailed off, his voice folding in on itself like a crumbling sandcastle.His face dimmed, like someone slowly realizing they might have just disqualified themselves from a lottery win. His chest rose and fell rapidly beneath his threadbare shirt, anxiety hammering away like a carpenter on a deadline.‘The job he has in mind is definitely not driving!’But just then…“That’s perfec
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