Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver

A terrifying and deadly feeling overwhelmed Michelle. She felt his threat along with a sense of impending doom.

She finally lost her composure and yelled, "Sir, please stop!" However, Wilbur seemed unfazed. More crumbling infrastructure vaguely formed a coffin, and it was going to bury Michelle. The unseen spiritual pressure made her scream in pain. There was finally a look of terror on her face.

She was about to be buried in the Earthen Coffin. Suddenly, an elderly voice could be heard asking, "Sir, can you spare her life for the sake of my old age?" Wilbur turned his head and saw an elderly man. The elderly man was standing in the living room, he had a black suit and a top hat. There was a butler behind him, holding a rectangular box in his hands. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Wilbur glanced at the box and scoffed coldly. He loosened his grip, and the crumbled bricks and dirt fell to the floor.

The unseen pressure faded, and Michelle could finally catch her breath. She seemed a mess.

"Mister Penn, it's inconvenient for me. May you please cdown so we can talk?" Wilbur was silent for a moment. He walked downstairs slowly, and the flserpent nudged against him. Wilbur sent it back to the demiplane, then stood in front of

show his gratitude. Then, he said, "I'm Sterling Jenkins. The kid didn't know

Corp?" "I'm only an old person in front of you, sir," said Sterling

and stood

and said, "No. I didn'think they would be defeated when Michelle requested Hugh Denver ind Silas Xaver. However, I've lways been cautious. I chere ust in case, and I prepared a

her?" "We don't have a deep-seated grudge, and all of this conflict has arisen because of business

the box. However, it was not an ordinary human hand. The bones were five times larger than a regular human hand, and it had been crystalized. It had a sheen of iridescent light inside, and it contained a terrifying

cultivators aroundcouldn't determine its origin. However, they were certain it plays an extremely important role for

said, "So I kept it. I intend to use it when a cultivator appears in our family. Unfortunately, be it fate or whatever reason, the Jenkins has never produced a cultivator, despite holding massive wealth. It's quite a shame." "Do