Living With My Lady Boss

Chapter 669 The old dragon was a good example on its own. How powerful was it really? Wilbur knew that he would not be able to figure that out in the near future, so he gave up trying. ( He had wanted to get himself a pill that was even more powerful than the Scorching Pill to improve his physique, ) seeing as his powers had grown further.

This meant that his body was at the risk of imploding at any given moment, and improving his physique was the safest route to take.

However, the Second Consciousness was far too tempting, and he could not say no to it.

The Second Consciousness also happened to cost exactly 1,100 grace points, leaving him with a bit of leftover.

I Wilbur let out a pained chuckle, confirming his choice.

) { The hourglass turned over, and there were not many grace points left after.

There was, however, a new addition in Wilbur's soul.

I He now had two consciousnesses. l One was his original consciousness, filled with all his memories and thoughts.

The second consciousness was akin to a top-grade supercomputer, able to work at full speed anytime he wanted.

He immediately tried operating the new second consciousness, trying to analyze the mysterious information in his soul.

The second consciousness received his order and got to work at once.

His soul or overall being did not feel the slightest bit of discomfort, nor was there I any trace of the headache from before.

However, the analysis was going to take some time.

: zl Wilbur knew that deciphering this information was no small feat, and even his supercomputer of a new brain would I not be able to figure them out right away.

I I After successfully controlling his second consciousness, Wilbur detached himself from it to let it work on its own.

All he had to do was check in and absorb » whatever information the second consciousness had yielded from time to time, and that would be enough.

wilbur let out a long breath, exiting his demiplane.

He returned to his room and got to meditating at once.

There were so many new things he had yet to process, and he was eager to sort through them so that he would I understand them better.

I Besides, there was the lunch appointment he had with Shelby the next afternoon.

\ The next morning.

A few cars pulled up in front of Cape I Consortium building. They were all Mercedes-Benz, with one of them being a luxurious stretch limousine.

The line of cars stopped, and a few dozen muscular men in their thirties sporting short hair and black suits emerged to expertly control the cars along the allocated passageway. More men in black suits entered the Cape Consortium building, controlling all the paths and standing guard by the elevators.

A man and woman finally came out of the car, making their way over to the entrance of the building.

I The man looked to be in his thirties, clad in a tailored suit. He had a handsome face

that showed a haughty expression.

The woman was not too tall, wearing a y white dress with flowers on it. She looked demure and gentle, with bright eyes and a heart-shaped face.

Even though Cape's representatives had been waiting for them since ages ago, they could not help but be startled at the intensity of their entrance.

The couple turned down the representatives' offer to bring them up, entering the elevator in the company ofa man in a suit with a scar on his forehead.

Faye was seated in her office then, looking at the door silently.

She was supposed to be meeting a very important person today. They were from Northseecher and were there to discuss a big business project with her. These people were definitely highly powerful, and Orin Campbell had welcomed them personally.

Just then, Faye's secretary pushed the door open, and a man and woman walked in slowly. 4 Faye got up with a smile. "Hello, Mister Yesly and Miss Senka." I The man named Mister Yesly glanced at Faye's hand, then sat down on the couch before saying, "I'll get to the point. Miss Senka will be getting a stake in Cape. Just half the shares will do." "What did you just say?" Faye asked, shocked.

The man frowned. "I'm not going to repeat myself. Do as I say or die. It's your choice."