Living With My Lady Boss

Wilbur glanced at the guard, who felt a wave of terror immediately wash over him as he took two steps back.

Wilbur sneered, turning back to Ethan. "Don't worry, you'll be out of here real soon. Joel still owes you his life and he's going to pay." "I trust you, Boss. It's just my sister that I'm worried about now. I'm afraid that Joel might hurt her just to get revenge against me.

She's all I've got left," Ethan said, looking distressed.

Wilbur frowned. "What's your sister's nand where is she now?" "Her name's Shelby Mothleen. She goes to Westhand College," said Ethan.

Wilbur smiled. "Don't worry. I'll send someone over to protect her this very instant. Anyone who dares to lay a hand on her would be out of their mind." "That makesfeel a lot better." Ethan had been plagued with worry and grief over the past few days and was just about close to losing all hope.

The sight of Wilbur made him calm down considerably.

Wilbur had always been everyone's protection out on the battlefield. Ethan had no problem in believing that Wilbur would still be able to protect him even now.

Just then, the other guard said, "Your time's up." Both guards walked up to Ethan and took him away.

Wilbur got to his feet. "Don't be too worried. You know I've never let any of my brothers down before." "I trust you, Boss." Ethan looked a lot more confident now.

Wilbur and Walter left the detention center after that.

Walter asked, "Mister Penn, what should we do now?" "You can just go by what the procedure calls for," said Wilbur.

Walter nodded, but Wilbur then continued, "Do you know what industries Viewspring Corp owns businesses in?" "They're in real estate, logistics, transportation, and product manufacturing. They're the largest corporation in Anya City," said Walter.

Wilbur frowned. "Do you have more specific details?" "Honestly, | don't have much." "Do you know who might?" "No one knows Anya City better than the top dog of the city's underground circle, Maniac." "Maniac?" "Yes. His name's actually Manny Ack, but he's known for his ruthless ways akin to those of a maniac. That's how he got the name.

It's what everyone calls him." "Got it. You can get to doing whatever you need to now. Reach out toanytyou need anything." "Are you going to look for him?" Walter asked, shocked.

"You don't have to worry about that. Just do what you need to." Walter sighed, having no choice but to leave. From NôvelDrama.Org.

He did not know what Wilbur was thinking. As if Joel William was not enough of a pain to deal with, Wilbur was going to go after Maniac too? Was he trying to get Maniac to take down Joel? Wilbur must have lost his mind to think that would be possible at all.

What Wilbur actually did was call up Skylar, telling him to head to Westhand College to find Shelby and secretly protect her.

Wilbur then flagged down a car, heading for the city center.

He chatted with the driver along the way and asked to be dropped off at Highland Bar, Anya City's biggest nightclub.

It was barely past seven in the evening then. The club had just opened its doors, and Wilbur headed right inside.

There were several staff members cleaning the place, and one of them walked up to Wilbur. "Good evening, Sir. We're only open at nine." "That's alright. I'll wait." Wilbur did not waste any words, finding himself a spot at the bar and sitting down.

The club looked pretty big from where he sat. The dance floor right in the middle of the room was about two to three hundred square meters, with a huge stage right in front of it. There were tables scattered all around, with booths at the back.

There was even a second floor, which seemed only accessible to VIP members.

A waiter cup to Wilbur to take his order. Wilbur asked for a beer and a fruit platter.

After a moment, Wilbur's order was served. He lit up a cigarette before taking a swig of beer.