The Divine Supreme

Chapter 10

Elias knew he would only get answers by mentioning the marriage agreement.

Sure enough, Anthony’s attitude did a 180-degree turn. No wonder Remus didn’t have him do anything to the Bowen family yesterday. Anthony would’ve gotten into big trouble if he had.

“I see!” He chuckled. “To be frank with you, Eli, I’m not sure about Mr. Cosby’s identity either. A friend of mine asked me to help him while he’s in town. That's all.”

He couldn’t reveal it was his Temple Lord who gave the order.

Friend? Elias hummed. This friend must be powerful; otherwise, the Dragon Head himself wouldn’t be so subservient to Remus.

“Did this friend of yours stay in prison for some time?”

That must be the only way Remus had come to know this mystery person.

“Yes. They’re currently still in prison.”

Elias nodded to himself in understanding. Beside him, Brianne scoffed. “See? I told you Remus Cosby was just a lackey. He might just be the guy who scrubbed that other guy’s toilet for three years in prison!”

Elias agreed with her theory. Remus truly was just a good-for-nothing lackey.

“Hold up,” Anthony exclaimed in shock. “What did you say? Remus Cosby was in prison? For three years?”

Meanwhile, Remus was in a cafe having lunch with Abel Lawson. Abel was being incredibly respectful, all smiles and nods. He eagerly shoved the business contract to Kylie and had her sign it on the spot. The man was so happy with the deal he had even made Cox Corporation the exclusive supplier for all their projects.

“Mr. Cosby, will you attend Ms. Lotus’ press conference tonight?” Abel asked tentatively.

If Elias Bowen revered this man as a guest, he must have some influence, Abel thought. Remus might even be able to put in a good word for him when he saw Ms. Lotus.

Remus blinked. Jean Lotus was already here? If that were the case, he wouldn’t need to delay any longer!

“Of course I will!” he exclaimed.

His reaction won Abel over even more, as the man thought Remus might know Ms. Lotus personally. But he couldn’t express his awe right now, or it might ruin his plans. He’d make sure to greet Jean Lotus later tonight to get things going.

Abel then stood up. “Well, I’ll get out of your way now, Mr. Cosby. I hope to see you there tonight…and I’ll make sure to honor the deal with Cox Corp, so don’t you worry. Be seeing you.”

“I’ll see you out.” Kylie got up happily. The more deals she could land for work, the more secure her position.

As she was walking back into the cafe, she realized that her contempt for Remus had significantly decreased. The guy was easy on the eyes too. “That was some pretty good acting!” she praised with a smile.

Remus sipped his tea. “What do you mean?”

“Y’know, you going to Ms. Lotus’ conference. Someone like me wouldn’t even get an invitation, not to mention you. The Bowens wouldn’t bring you along either, since you’re not married to their daughter yet.”

Kylie truly believed Remus was putting up an act all this time. It’d be fine if Abel Lawson didn’t see Remus tonight. Every influential person from across the province would be attending, so not spotting Remus among the flood of attendees was highly likely.

Remus had really had it with Kylie. He set down his cup. “You’ve had your fun. I’m leaving now.”

Kylie rolled her eyes. “I forgot Miranda still needs you simping after her. Before you go, here’s some advice: everyone in the city knows how cold she can be toward men.

“It’s very likely she’s just using you as a temporary cover, so she doesn’t have to address her other suitors. So make sure you prepare yourself for a future after her. Save up some money, and make new connections. Don’t end up on the streets after she gets tired of you.”

If she didn’t find Remus very attractive, there was no way Miranda Bowen would. So it must all be some ongoing ploy.

Remus turned to leave without another word.

“Remember my advice!” Kylie called after him. “It’s for your own good!”

She followed him out the cafe.

Just then, two cars skidded to a stop before them. Eight burly men stepped out, all clasping bats and machetes. Their fierce, dangerous air made Kylie step back in fear.

Their leader was a bald man who stayed in the car. He was leaning out the passenger window lazily.

“Remus Cosby?” he asked.

“Yes. And you are?” Remus tilted his head curiously. Who were these people?

Before the bald man could answer, one of the men cried, “Are you blind? This is Bald Richard of Neptuna! How dare you disrespect him?!”

Bald Richard? The onlooking crowd stepped back fearfully, and some people walked away.

Kylie’s face had turned bone white. “Bald…Richard?”

Remus noticed that everyone was terrified of the man. He asked curiously, “Is he powerful?”

Kylie snuck him a look, answering softly, “He’s not just powerful; he’s the Dragon Head’s Team Leader in the underground world!”

Remus snorted in amusement. How outrageous were these people?

“What are you laughing at?!” one of the men demanded.

“Stop that and stay put!” Kylie hissed at Remus.

If Remus pissed these people off, there was no telling what they would do!

“It was nothing.” Remus bit his lip. He decided not to mess with these men because Anthony had treated him very well over the past few days. “What’s up?”

One of the hooligans raised his bat menacingly. “I’ll beat you to a pulp, fresh meat!”

“Stop!” Bald Richard suddenly said. He turned to Remus. “You’ve got some guts. Usually, people start kneeling and begging for mercy when they see me. If you kneel down and join me, I’ll show you mercy.”

“What are you waiting for? Kneel!”

“Boss treats us very well. Your only alternative is having your legs broken, kid!”

Kylie’s lips twitched at everyone’s encouragement. She wanted to warn Remus against acquainting with these people but stopped when she realized she could ask for his help once he was involved with the underworld.

“This could be your chance to avoid being a lifelong simp, Remus. Hurry up and seize it,” she quietly added.

Remus glared at her, then turned back to Bald Richard. “I can be one of your men, sure. But you better ask Anthony Mark first if he’ll take me under him.”

The moment he said that, the men turned silent.

Anthony Mark? The Dragon Head himself?

“That’s it! You’re dead meat!” one of the men roared, raising his bat once again.