Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 1615

Wilbur refused to believe it, regardless of what anyone else thought!

Wilbur actually suspected that it was highly likely Greensource Corp was actually controlled by the capitalistic bureaucrats from the Allied States.

Their goal was to collect the genetic data of Dashans and use this information to create all kinds of biological weapons to go to war against Dasha and annihilate an entire culture!

Wilbur got off the plane but did not arrange for any staff members working in the Cametra branch of Cape International to pick him up.

Instead, he called a taxi and came to a neighborhood that was mostly populated by Dashans and stayed at a small inn called 56 Tribe.

Right when Wilbur had checked in and was about to head downstairs for some food, he spotted a few black and white men from Cametra threatening the owner of the inn with a gun for her to cough up protection fees for the next few months!

"Hurry up, you Eastern pig! Pay up the money, or I'll fire this up your backside!"

Wilbur nearly laughed out loud at the way those idiots were asking for money.

The sight of the innkeeper being threatened made his laughter fizzle out at the speed of light, as he knew that these bastards would actually shoot her if she did not come up with the money.

Just as the innkeeper was about to give in and cough up the money Wilbur had just paid, Wilbur turned to her and asked in Dashan, "How much do you need to pay?"

The innkeeper glanced at the man holding the gun and stuck out five fingers. "They're not asking for much. It's just five hundred dollars. However, my bastard of a husband's got a gambling addict he just can't kick. He's lost every last penny we have, and the inn hasn't been doing very well. We can hardly afford to get by. How are we supposed to pay them anything?"

Wilbur gave the words some thought and reached for his wallet before handing five hundred dollars to the man holding the gun. "I'll pay for them this month. They really haven't got any money."

The man draped his arm around Wilbur's shoulder at once, his scowl turning into a hearty grin. "You're a nice guy, aren't you? Feel free to hit me up if you're in the mood for some hot chicks or some weed!"