Becoming the Richest Man Alive

“Fine. Come in. No matter what, I can’t leave my husband stranded outside. Besides, this is his house. There’s no reason not to open the door for him.”

The next second, the door opened and revealed a beautiful, charming middle-aged lady. Even though there were visible wrinkles on her face, there was no doubt she must have been a knockout in her younger days.

Her eyes glittered with emotion as she glanced at the unconscious Terrence, but when she turned to Casper, she was shocked to see how young he was. “Pity that you’re doing this sort of dirty work at your age,” she mumbled. “Wait here. I’ll get the money for you. There’s only twenty thousand left at home, though. That’s all I can give you.”

“You’ve misunderstood, Mrs. Clauder,” Casper hurriedly explained. “I really am Giselle’s friend, and all I want is to get Mr. Clauder home safe and sound. I’m not here to collect any debts.”

Upon hearing Giselle’s name, a tinge of anger appeared on Belinda Yach’s face. “How dare you bother Gigi. She’s my child! Come at me if you have the guts!”

With that, Belinda stepped forward and deftly kicked Casper above his waist. Taking advantage of the momentum, she went on and landed a chop to his neck.

Although her strikes seemed light, they were so powerful that even Casper almost couldn’t bear the brunt of the attack.

“You’ve got slick moves, Mrs. Clauder!” he exclaimed in utter shock.

No wonder she had the guts to open the door for me. Given her abilities, she wouldn’t have any problem taking down three or four ordinary guys!”

“Mrs. Clauder, you’ve truly gotten the wrong idea. My only intention is to get Mr. Clauder home,” Casper pleaded.

Belinda, on the other hand, was stunned when she saw Casper merely bent over slightly after taking her hits. “It looks like you’re pretty skillful too. You barely flinched after my two strikes,” she remarked, giving Casper another once-over. “Are you really Giselle’s friend?”

“Why would I lie to you? Ouch, this hurts so much…” Casper hissed as he pretended to be in pain.

out when I hit you, I might have believed it. But

must say, though, you didn’t go easy on me at all, Mrs. Clauder. If I weren’t strong

gone overboard. Since you’ve brought Terrence home and are Giselle’s friend, would you like to come in for

but the set of training gear on the balcony and the sword in the living room didn’t escape his eyes. Ah, I see. Giselle’s mother

so Casper didn’t realize until now that there was a tear stain on her face. It was already so late, yet she

you, Mrs. Clauder,” Casper said as he took the cup of tea. Belinda, however, crouched

quipped, knowing at a glance that Casper was the one who

hit him lightly, and he fainted from it. I think the main reason is he

Casper had to lie. After all, how could he

Don’t worry. By the way,

have no idea what you’re referring to, Mrs. Clauder,” Casper replied cautiously. “She has briefly described Mr. Clauder’s appearance to me before, so when I

are you afraid of telling the truth? Are you worried about having to pay off

hear his

more sharp-witted than Giselle. Fearing that she might

Mrs. Clauder. Nothing escapes your eyes. I didn’t want any misunderstandings, so I refrained from telling the truth about

could hear from her voice that she’s found a partner. From the looks of it, she must like you a lot. She tends to keep everything to herself, and no matter what problem she runs into, she’ll shoulder the burden. The fact that she has told you about this means she has truly

know anything about this before tonight. It was purely coincidental that I found out about Mr. Clauder’s gambling addiction. I’m not trying to run

millions?” Belinda stammered as her face paled. “His debt has

need to do now is figure out how to help

scrutinized Casper, her fourth time thus far. “We’re talking tens

could tell from Casper’s eloquence and simple, classy outfit that he was no ordinary person. That said, they weren’t talking about a small sum. How could he possibly shell out tens of millions without batting an