Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 122

In Giselle’s office, as soon as she saw the grin on Casper’s face, it dawned on her that what she decided back in the class was perhaps, too rash.

As of then, the man in front of her, Casper Simpson, the heir to the Simpson family, was smiling like an idiot.

“The whole school is going to turn on me because of this, Ms. Clauder.” Casper kept smiling.

Truth be told, Giselle was actually regretting her decision, but Casper’s bright smile was too much for her to handle.

Thus, she massaged her temples, not knowing whether she should be happy or not.

While that was going on, things at the Firewolf Chamber was not looking good.

“What? The people at Tycoon got Connor and Silas?” Hector sat in his custom-made chair and asked calmly.

“That’s right. The owner of Tycoon was too much of a fighter. He didn’t even break a sweat when taking on our men. Not even Mr. Orson could handle him!” One of the goons said, his voice was shaking.

“Oh? He was that good?” Hector asked while fiddling with a dagger.

“S-Sorry, Boss! We were no match for him. He knocked us out. When we came to, Mr. Orson and Silas were gone.”

“What’s the owner’s name again?” Hector asked. He still wore a smile on his face, but there was something sinister in the way his lips were quirked up.

“I think it’s something like Casper… Yes! His name is Casper Simpson, Boss!”This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

“But Boss, the guy tried to obtain info on you from Silas. He even asked about where the headquarter’s located,” another lackey interjected.

The lackey’s name was Merrick. He had been loyal to the association for a long time and was secretly vying to replace Silas.

“Did they say anything?” Hector asked.

“Mr. Orson was unconscious. But Silas spilled everything after taking a few hits!”

Hector smiled. “Silas talked?” he asked as if he did not hear Merrick the first time.

“That’s right, Boss.”

At that moment, the smile on Hector’s face disappeared. His expression darkened, sending shivers down the spines of the goons present.

Hector was the leader of the Firewolf Chamber, the symbol of the power of the association. Every single gesture he made would strike fear into people around him.

“Run a thorough investigation on this Casper guy. I want to know everything about him. Oh. And send him a warning too.”

“Yes, Boss!”

“If I find out that there’s no one backing you up, I’m going show you and that hotel of yours hell. You’d better be ready, Casper Simpson!” Hector said menacingly.

Naturally, Casper had no idea what the Firewolf Chamber was plotting. Even if he did, he would have shrugged it off with a smile. After all, the bigger the fish, the better.

He would be happy to hear that the fishes were latching on to his baits.

However, Casper would never expect that meeting the Firewolf Chamber like that was just a start.

And of course, Hector was the same, oblivious to the turn of the wheels of fate.

Nonetheless, Casper did not have the time to think about it.

Lillian had called him just moments ago, asking him to meet her before immediately ending it.

Casper frowned as he knew nothing good would come of a phone call like that.

On top of that, not many people knew about their relationship.

His expression darkened.

Who is it? Is someone targeting Lillian? Or are they targeting me?

Casper did not want Lillian to get emotionally invested in him any longer, which meant that he had to ignore any potential danger that might befall her.

Nevertheless, when Casper tried to contact her to refuse, the call no longer went through.

That got Casper to worry. The crease on his forehead deepened as he figured things were more serious than he imagined.

Just then, his phone rang and interrupted his thought process. It was from Lillian, so he quickly picked up the call.

“Casper! Don’t come! Don’t come no matter what!”

It was Lillian’s voice.

“Do you want to save your little girlfriend? If you do, come to the Wreclub. Alone. Tell no one.”

The guy was clearly trying to disguise his voice by speaking in a different pitch. “Remember. If you tell anyone, we can’t guarantee that you’ll see your girlfriend ever again. Hehe. You best behave yourself.”

With that, the call ended, not giving Casper a chance to acquire any information.

“Hello?” Casper took a deep breath and called Stallion.

“Boss?”

“I need you to help me check out what’s going on at Wreclub. Take note not to alarm them.”

“Yes, Boss. Right away.”

After issuing the order, Casper himself proceeded to head over to the location that the guy on the phone said.

When he arrived, he found out that Wreclub was not just a bar. It was also a massive underground casino where even lives could be used as stakes.

Many found success here, and many failed. Hence, there were a lot of people there hoping they could get lucky and turn their lives around.

Right then, Stallion called.

“Boss, Wreclub is under Skylar Group. The bar is the front for the largest underground casino around. The owner of Skylar Group was able to get listed as one of the front-runners in the industry because of the shady businesses and profit from the casino.”

Stallion paused for a moment. “But other than that, there’s not more information about the group. Nothing specific.”

It was clear that the situation was dire, but things were still up in the air. No one knew whether Skylar Group was responsible for the kidnapping. For all Casper knew, the kidnappers could just be using the location to scare him.

Having said that, since it was about Lillian’s safety, Casper could not walk away.

He could not deny that Lillian’s passion and her cutesy personality had left a deep impression on him.

She was important to him, despite his love for Giselle.

“Who would’ve thought… I’m actually a playboy.” Casper sighed.

Looks like I really have to take a trip there to know for sure.

Suddenly, his phone rang, once again indicating Lillian’s phone number.