Trafford's Trading Club
Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance. It was a weird club that sold strange items, assisted by a servant girl with 300 years of work experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club, exchanging everything precious they owned just to fulfill their desires. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Each successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little. “Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.” Thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.
Disguise The Authentic with The Fake
Éditeur: TheSloth
Afterwards, Urey summoned Edgar to his side and asked him if he recognized the two guests he had just met.
However, Edgar showed a sense of confusion and answered, "Sir, were there any guests just now? Why didn't I have an impression?"
He forgot it.
He completely forgot it… Not only Edgar, but even the beautiful servant girl who had just shaved him, even the strong bodyguard who served as a part-time driver in this manor. They all said they didn't notice anyone come.
Urey sat in his own study room, absent-minded. Even if it was just a study room, it was decorated as if it were a palace.
Besides him there was the seal which was said to have the power to employ all the asset of the inheritors of the Typica's Family, and 15% of all the family's properties.
"Edgar.. what's the amount of my personal properties?" Urey asked subconsciously.
"Sir, your estate is approximately 4.1 billion Euro."
"Family… What about my family?"