Living With My Lady Boss romance Capítulo 13

Over at Southlake Resort Island.

It was a privately-owned vacation spot located west of Seechertown and was around a thousand acres wide.

Its land was surrounded by a pristine natural lake with an island in the middle. It had over ten billion dollars invested into the construction of five-star hotels and various entertainment facilities. It even had a variety of exotic plants transplanted there, making the island one of Seechertown's most famous vacation sites.

On that very day, Blake had the entire resort island reserved for only those who were invited.

The resort was transformed into a large event space after a few days of decorating. There were tables and chairs adorned with fresh flowers as well as all kinds of snacks and champagne.

Wilbur parked outside Southlake and walked over to the island. Right at its front was the guests' check-in table as well as the gift collection counter.

Wilbur walked up to the table and tossed the five hundred dollars that he had prepared on it. "Here's my gift."

The people at the table were all members of the Willow family. One of them saw that it was Wilbur and cast a disdainful glare at the money on the table. "Gosh, are you really this broke? Look at everyone else. Their gifts are worth tens of thousands of dollars! Don't you feel ashamed for giving such a paltry sum?"

Wilbur chuckled and responded, "I had five million dollars, but someone took it away and still refuses to pay me back to this day. Five hundred is all I have now."

The event supervisor's expression darkened when he heard those words and roared, "Dude! Are you trying to cause a scene?"

Wilbur replied with a deep voice, "Me? Cause a scene? That's what the Willow family's been doing."

The supervisor sneered coldly, "Listen up, young man. If it hadn't been for Mister Woods and Miss Yvonne's instructions, I would've beaten you to a pulp."

"I don't quite believe that," Wilbur responded calmly.

The few members of the Willow family next to the supervisor heard this and were about to get physical.

However, the supervisor stopped them and said, "Today's Miss Yvonne's big day. Let him go for now. We'll get him when this is over."

"Find yourself a spot to sit. There's plenty to eat and drink. You should get back your money's worth," he mocked.

Wilbur paid him no heed and walked in confidently. The supervisor, on the other hand, called Yvonne at once.

Wilbur walked to the central region of the island. He got himself a glass of champagne before finding himself a spot to sit.

It was eleven in the morning, and guests were still coming in. Some of them were people of power, and the check-in table announced their arrivals as a gesture of respect as well as to bask in their glory.

Woods Corporate was rather famous in Seechertown, being considered one of the bigger establishments in the city. The guests present that day were all people with high status.

Blake and Yvonne approached Wilbur not long after he took his seat.

Blake was in a deep black suit with his shiny hair slicked back. Meanwhile, Yvonne, who was clad in a skintight white dress, clutched onto Blake's arm blissfully.

The pair walked up to Wilbur, and Blake uttered with a smile, "I didn't think you'd have the guts to show up."

"Well, I was invited. Naturally, I had to come and congratulate you two. After all, Yvonne and I were married in the past," Wilbur said calmly.

Yvonne piped up at once, "Drop the disgusting stuff already. I invited you so that you could see where you stand. It's time for you to see the truth and stop fantasizing about what we could still be."

"I haven't thought of that since I left the Willows," Wilbur said.

Yvonne scoffed. "Good. Sit tight and see for yourself what it means to have connections, power, and presence, you useless b*stard."

"I'll keep my eyes peeled for sure. I hope I won't be disappointed," Wilbur replied with a grin.

Blake chuckled and said, "We won't let you down for sure. Everyone here is someone you can only dream of becoming. Enjoy the view while it lasts."

After that, the pair exchanged a smile and walked off arm in arm.

Wilbur shook his head. He took a sip of champagne, tasting nothing but bitterness.