Chapter 802
Chapter 802
Gautier smiled wryly, unsure how to respond. But then he suddenly realized
something.
The young man before him, one of Zovince’s Four Geniuses, indeed
possessed exceptional tolerance. Perhaps this was the right way to seek
talents.
In the past, Gautier had encountered some experts who were arrogant and
condescending. No matter how much he offered, they were unwilling to work
for him.
Seeing this this day, he had an idea of how to attract true talents in the
future.
“D*mn it, how dare you repeat it?! I still haven’t come after you for that last
time!” With one stride, Blake appeared in front of Magnus like a phantom,
grabbing his collar. “You nearly had me personally kill my own son!”
Magnus blinked innocently, smiling. “I didn’t know he was your son. How can
you blame me for your active breeding?”
Livid, Blake let go of Magnus’ collar and pulled at his own hair in frustration.
“Why am I so f*cking level-headed? I’d be able to f*cking beat you up if I’m
not!”
Magnus pushed his glasses frame, patted Blake’s shoulder with a smile, and
said, “This is fate. The child’s alive, is he not? You, on the other hand, should be
careful of being spent by that woman!”
Blake immediately tucked away all his expressions and looked astonishingly
at Magnus. “How do you know?”
“How could I not?” Magnus chuckled. “You went out suddenly last night and
only came back this morning. Plus, you’re indifferent to these fresh chicks in
front of you. It’s obvious you had a wild night with that woman, and now NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.
you’re empty inside!”
“Haha, you’re surprisingly accurate about these trivial matters!”
Blake praised Magnus for once and admitted openly, “You’re right. Abellyn
Sheppard, that woman, served me so well last night that I almost died of
pleasure. But when I woke up this morning, she asked me for money again!
She really wants to squeeze me dry!”
“Did you give it to her then?” Magnus asked.
“I did!”
“How much?”
“Seven times!”
At a loss for words, Magnus reiterated, “I mean the money…”
“Oh, for f*ck’s sake, money is just a worldly possession. Why bother asking?
But if you want to reimburse me, I can tell you it’s 3 million!”
“Alright!” Magnus agreed readily, pulling out his phone from his pocket and
transferring 3 million to Blake right away.
Gautier was stunned! He couldn’t believe Magnus had transferred Blake the
money just like that. Good Lord, I have no financial power to support experts like that!
Blake, too, was astonished and asked, “Why are you so eager to help me pick
up girls this time, Magnus? I feel like you have ulterior motives!”
“You think I have ulterior motives even when I give you money? Give it back to
me then!” Magnus laughed.
“No way!” Blake quickly turned around, protecting his phone, afraid Magnus
would snatch the money back.
Of course, Magnus couldn’t do that. He simply patted Blake’s shoulder again
and said with an ambiguous smile. “You’re considered relatives of Emmanuel
Lowe. Then again, you better not hesitate when you need to take action!”
“Relatives, my *ss!”
Blake grinned, showing his yellow teeth. “His cousin and my son have no
blood relations at all, making Lowe and I complete strangers.”
“That’s good!” Magnus turned serious. “Well, you better tame Abellyn
Sheppard well. I think she will be useful one day.”