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Chapter 179

    “A banquet?” Faron fell silent. “I’ll pass on this one. I shouldn’t be showing my face at an event like


    this.”


    Faron was someone of power, and it was true that he had to pick what events he attended.


    Wilbur chuckled. “Are you sure? There might be something worth seeing ”


    “Something worth seeing?” Faron’s face lit up with curiosity. “I’ve got to be there, then. What banquet is


    this?”


    “The city business banquet. You can find out where it is for yourself,” Wilbur said, then hung up.


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    He gave it some thought and took his own caller card out of his personal phone before inserting it into


    the phone the department had given him.


    There was no way he was going to be lugging two phones around all the time.


    Hep


    put


    his license and handgun back into the briefcase, then tossed it onto the passenger seat before driving


    back home.


    It was only one o’clock in the afternoon then. Wilbur sat in the living room in silence, thinking long and


    hard about something


    This banquet was definitely going to be something else. Faye’s father attending would definitely make


    things awkward, and Wilbur was certain that Fabian would go the extra mile to give him a hard time.


    Wilbur was feeling helpless. Fabian was, after all, Faye’s father, and Wilbur had to respect him for that,


    at the very least. Faye had every right to argue with her father, but Wilbur was far less qualified


    He thought about it and figured the best thing to do would be to just wait and see. Either way, he would


    respect whatever Faye decides


    She was no


    was not only working under Wilbur. The two of them shared a special rtionship that was undefined,


    but it was definitely significant.


    Time went by just like that, and Faye finally returned from work after six o’clock in the evening. Jose


    was also here, lugging in arge suitcase behind her.


    Jose had been Faye’s driver and bodyguard ever since Wilbur had taken him down. He had been doing


    a fine job since


    “Hello, sir.” Jose bowed to Wilbur respectfully.


    Wilbur got to his feet, nodding at Jose. Thanks for the hard work”


    “Please, don’t mention it.” Jose set the suitcase down in the middle of the living room and left right


    after.


    Wilbur looked at the suitcase. “What’s in there?”


    “Clothes I bought for you. Surely you aren’t thinking of showing up to the banquet in a T–shirt and


    jeans, are you?” Faye smiled.


    Wilbur nodded, and Faye opened the suitcase. In it were a few suits, and several pairs of shoes.


    Faye made Wilbur try them on one by one, taking her time to marvel at the sight before deciding on a


    pale blue suit with beige


    loafers.


    With the new clothes, Wilbur instantly looked a lot younger. Faye was more than pleased.


    “You look way better like this.” Faye smiled.


    Wilbur shrugged. “I still like my own clothes more. This isn’t veryfortable for me.”


    “You can dress like this once in a while. There’s no harm in


    Faye said.


    Willur nodded.


    “Let’s go. It’s already past seven o’clock,” Faye said.


    Wilbur looked at Faye. “Have you really thought it through?


    “I’m all yours. What are you talking about?” Faye rebutted swiftly, leaving Wilbur to blush awkwardly.


    This woman was truly not to be messed with.


    “Alright, then. Let’s go.”


    The two of them left, and Wilbur drove off to Seecher Hotel.


    The Seecher Hotel was funded by the government and was mainly used to entertain authorities while


    also being open to the public.


    Anyone who dined or stayed there was definitely someone of power, as regr people could not afford


    to do so.
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