The crowd looked at the bangle Sarah was wearing, a in band made of white jade. Upon a closer look, it was clearly one with a deep, rich history.


    Everyone knew that Sarah was the only child Warner had.


    The bangle was the Nees family''s one and only generational treasure. Sarah''s grandmother had given it to her before passing, saying that it had been around for thousands of years.


    However, the bangle was worth a few hundred thousand dors at most. It was merely an antique, after all.


    What the Neeses needed was at least two billion dors in cash.


    That was a trade-off that hardly even made sense.


    Jenson smirked at Wilbur''s words. "Caught you red-handed there. The bangle''s worth a few hundred thousand dors at most, but the Nees family needs at least two billion dors in cash. Do you think we''d really believe that it''s just the bangle you''re after?"


    Sarah was all the more dazed, finding that her uncle was making more and more


    sense.


    "The bangle might be worth a few hundred thousand dors to you, but I''ve got ns to use it for something more special. Besides, Cape is going to be investing in Nees Corp to see a profit eventually. How is that so hard to understand?" Wilbur said calmly.


    Jenson sneered. "You can say anything you want. There''s no way something so good would just fall into ourps like that."


    "A deal that sounds too good to be true is more often than not a scam. Jenson''s right. Kick him out," said Warner.


    The two guards had no choice but to do as told.


    Sarah panicked at once.


    Just then, however, the servant from just now ran into the house once more. "Sir, Mister Sawyer Rocher''s here with his men."


    "Sawyer?"


    The Nees family members panicked at once, but it was toote. Sawyer had entered the living room with his three bodyguards.


    Warner hurried over to them to greet them, uncaring of his status. "You''re here, Mister Rocher! Have a seat, please."


    Warner gestured to the seat next to him, inviting Sawyer over to sit down.


    After Sawyer was settled down, Chad and the two other men stood behind him.


    Sawyer leaned back in his chair, ncing around the room before his gazended on Wilbur.


    Sawyer let out a smirk. "I heard that my fiance went missing for two days and came back with a guy. Can anyone exin that to me, please?"


    Everyone could tell that he was trying to give them a hard time.


    Despite the fact that Sawyer was the Nees'' future son-inw, none of them dared to mess with him in the slightest.


    Warner smiled at him warmly. "Ah, there''s just been a little misunderstanding. Sarah''s gone out on a little trip, and this guy here''s a scammer trying to get some money out of her. We were just going to kick him out, actually."


    "Oh, is that so?"


    Sawyer''s gaze fell on Wilbur.


    "I don''t care if he''s a scammer. Any man who tries anything with my woman is going to get it from me, and you Neeses are responsible too."


    "What? Why us?" Warner asked, stunned.


    Sawyer smirked. "You don''t think you''re responsible for letting my future wife fool around with other men?"


    The words made Warner break out into a cold sweat at once. It was clear that Sawyer was trying to pick a fight here.


    Just then, however, Sawyer waved a hand. "Chop his legs off, and one of his hands. I''m a kind man, kind enough to leave you with a hand to eat with."


    The Neeses could not help but gasp in terror.


    Chad strode up to Wilbur. A long sword appeared in his grasp at once, as rampant spiritual pressure spread out.


    He was an Ambience level elite!