Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Elena blushed furiously under the gazes of everyone present. She reeled slightly, saying as she bit her lip, “I’ll treat you to a few more suppers, OK?”

She dared not meet Casper’s eyes that were watching her intently. With his piercing gaze, it seemed as if Casper was staring right into Elena’s soul. Her heart was beating so maniacally that Elena thought she might faint.

“Not bad. All right,” Casper said, smirking at the sight of Elena’s lovely, bashful face. He strode to the door of the restaurant and bellowed at Stallion’s departing figure, “Stallion! Get back here!”

Stallion had not intended to stay a second longer than he could help it. However, he had injured his leg during his fall. Even though he was limping away as fast as he could, supported by his lackeys, Stallion had not managed to vanish from sight quickly enough.

Stallion’s courage entirely failed when he heard Casper howling his name. His knees buckled, and Stallion would have crumbled to the ground entirely if not for his lackeys supporting him on either side.

Anguished, Stallion had no choice but to turn back and face his worst nightmare once more.

“Yes, did you call me? I’ll do my best to help,” Stallion said, groveling before Casper.

Stallion’s forced smile was almost a grimace. Inwardly, Stallion was terrified that Casper would fault him for the slightest discourtesy.

Stallion was convinced that Casper’s strength had hellish origins, so devilishly quick and potent it was. Having experienced Casper’s prowess firsthand and emerged out of it a broken man, Stallion was unwilling to get a second taste.

bragging to all of us just a little while ago? I heard that you

thus decided to instill a

dare! I never said anything like that. Someone must be out to slander me!” Stallion denied hastily, flustered. His knees were already

this entire row of shops. What do you

was limited. After all, he neither had the capability or obligation to take the Langstons under his charge. However, Casper was comforted that he had

soon as he could. Besides, the putrid

ordered, “I’d like to meet your father. Bring me to him.” From what Larry had said earlier, Casper deduced that Steed, Stallion’s father, must have clashed with

meeting Steed, Casper

to meet my Dad?” Stallion asked incredulously,

the Firewolf Chamber of Commerce had abused his father. If he brought

father, Stallion knew that his days of terrorizing the streets would

pleasantly. Reading the reluctance on Stallion’s face, Casper challenged, “What, are you unwilling to let me meet him? Would you like to reconsider

reflexively gagged a few times. Quivering with panic, Stallion hastily

reduced Stallion to tears. He was now almost on his knees, begging desperately for Casper to leave him a

despite all of Stallion’s swaggering and boasting, Steed had always been

venture into collecting protection money had been motivated by the desire

that it would be

said. His tone was encouraging, but a sinister smile hovered over his lips. He strolled over to the garden hose that was lying coiled next to the sink and raised it.