Living With My Lady Boss

"I'm your worst nightmare." "F*ck you!" The man brandished his dagger, moving to stab Skyler in the chest.

Skyler chuckled, drawing a line in the air with his pointer finger.

Blood sprayed the air as both the dagger and the hand holding it fell to the ground.

The facemask man cried out in pain, clutching the open wound as he stared at Skyler in shock. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Skyler smiled. "Go back and tell Joel William that he's going to have to send someone a little more powerful if he wants to hurt Shelby Mothleen. You're clearly not cutting it." The man in the facemask knew that he was no match for his opponent. Immediately, he turned to flee.

Skyler chuckled. He returned to the night market and bought himself an ice cream cone, eating it as he trailed the girls from far behind.

"It's a pretty cool job, if I'm being honest." Skyler wondered if he would be paid for this.

On second thought, the image of Wilbur pummeling him to a pulp was enough for him to quickly drop that idea.

Over at Anya City, in a random hotel room.

Wilbur was in the middle of meditating when there was a knock on the door.

He got up and saw Walter at the door, as well as another middle-aged man.

"Who's this?" Wilbur asked.

Walter immediately replied, "Mister Penn, this is Chester Yarl. He's a pretty powerful figure in Anya City that | invited over to talk to you." "Oh. Cin then." Wilbur invited both men inside and brewed them each a cup of tea.

Walter said, "Mister Penn, I'm currently handling Ethan's case as we speak. However, I'm sure you know that... it's going to take stime." "I know that, yes," said Wilbur.

Walter said, "Well, I'm sure you also know that Joel William is the richest man in Anya City with a wide network of connections.

We'd never win a court case over him." "Oh? What do you suggest we do about that then?" Wilbur sat down across them.

Walter answered, "Mister Penn, I'd just like you to know that both you and Ethan have treatedmore than well and paidhandsomely too. I'm doing my best here." "Yes, | understand.” "That's great then. | invited Mister Yarl over because his uncle is one of the higher-ups in Anya City. What I'm trying to say is... If you really want to help Ethan, maybe you could pay Mister Yarl to have a talk with Joel. If you can pay a little more, Joel might go easy on Ethan. We're thinking of a twelve-year prison sentence. Once that's done, he'll be a free man," said Walter.

Wilbur looked up at Walter with a frown.

Walter hurried to say, "l swear I'm not trying to scam you or anything, Mister Penn! You've paidmore than enough. I'm not a greedy person." "I believe that," said Wilbur. "Are you sure Joel's going to let Ethan go just like that?" Just then, Chester finally broke his silence to say, "My uncle holds a position powerful enough that will make Joel consider a lighter sentence. My own position will definitely be of use as well." "That's right! With Mister Yarl and his uncle, as well as your compensation, I'm almost positive that Joel won't go as hard on Ethan and insist that he dies," said Walter.

Wilbur smiled. "I think I'll pass. I've got everything planned out already." "Mister Penn, | don't give out offers like this every day. | hope you've thought it through. This is your only shot at saving this brother of yours," Chester said haughtily.

Wilbur frowned. "Thank you for the offer, but | really don't need it." "Are you looking down on me?" Chester said at once, getting to his feet.