Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Right as he was about to ignore the message, he noticed Hector’s name in it and decided to view it out

of curiosity.

The content of the message was brief, but it was extremely useful to him at the time.

Anonymous: Hector may be stubborn, but he cares deeply about his loved ones. Threatening him with

them will yield amazing results.

Casper frowned in confusion when he saw the address and contact number for Hector’s family

attached at the end of the message.

Who on earth is this guy? How did he know about the grudge between us? How did he even know me?

He’s managed to get his hands on information that even Stallion couldn’t, so why is he helping me?

What does he stand to gain from this?

Casper shook his head to clear it of all the questions as finding out how he could save Remy was his

top priority at that time.

“You’re pretty tough, Mr. Corneo, I’ll give you that. However, my friend’s life is in danger, and I must

save him.”

Hearing that gave Hector a bad feeling in his gut, and he looked up at him anxiously.

“You may be able to withstand my torture, but what about your wife and your daughter? Do you think

they’ll be able to handle it? This is your last chance, Mr. Corneo. What happened to my friend Remy?”

Hector didn’t buy into his threat at first as he had already anticipated that and made arrangements to

keep them hidden in a safe place.

Casper has got to be bluffing! He’s just trying to trick me into telling him how to save his friend!

That thought was immediately dismissed the moment Casper whispered the address and contact

number in his ear, and he trembled as he felt a shiver running down his spine.

Hearing Casper read out the phone number and current address of his wife terrified him more than any

of the tortures he had put him through earlier.

“You can’t do this, Casper! They’re innocent!” Hector screamed at the top of his lungs and struggled to

stand up.

“So is my friend! What did he do to deserve that, huh?” Casper snapped back at him.

Realizing he had been completely defeated, Hector pointed at his shelf and said helplessly, “You’ll find

everything you need to save your friend in that shelf. There, I’ve upheld my end of the bargain, so

please spare my wife and my daughter…”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Corneo. I’ll let this slide once my friend is all better and you compensate me for the

losses incurred. Everything else that happened earlier was simply collateral damage.”

Despite what Casper said, they both knew full well that the Firewolf Chamber of Commerce was about

to have a new owner, and it would be none other than Casper himself.

It was already five in the morning by the time Casper brought the medicine to the hospital.

It was a rather silent night, but that was not the case at the hospital where lives were either being

saved or lost.

The boundary between life and death was exceptionally clear, and it simply showed how fragile life

could be.

Casper wasn’t sure what to feel when he saw people either crying tears of joy or weeping over the loss

of their loved ones.

I guess people only learn to appreciate something after losing it, huh? Come to think of it, I probably

would’ve lost Remy forever had it not been for that anonymous text earlier… I’ve got to find out who

sent it…

With that thought in mind, Casper drifted off into sleep as he lay on the hospital bench.

“Give me a kiss, Goddess…”

He was sleeping so soundly that he even started talking in his sleep.

At about six in the morning, a man wearing a baseball cap and a face mask entered the hospital and

made his way straight toward Casper.

He almost let out a chuckle when he saw Casper sleeping on the bench and mumbled to himself,

“You’re sleeping soundly here while I’m out there doing all the hard work? Jeez, I guess I shouldn’t

have worried about you after all.”

The man then sat down on the bench in front of Casper’s so he could get a clearer look at his face.

“After two long years, I’ve finally found you… So, this is the legendary Casper Simpson, huh? I did my

research on you, but I couldn’t find anything at all. Remembering how you looked like, I figured you

wouldn’t just be another face in the crowd, and I was right. You’re a freaking descendant of the

Simpson family! Anyway, I’ve been meaning to thank you ever since that day, so… Thank you,

Casper.” Like a ghost, the man left after saying that and disappeared without a trace.

At about seven in the morning, Casper woke up to a splitting headache.

The doctors are already looking into Remy’s condition, so I’m sure they’ll figure out how to treat him

soon enough… With that thought in mind, he dragged his exhausted body off to class.

Everything else went along as usual in university, apart from the odd looks from others and the serious

lack of sleep that was really affecting his mood.

Casper felt as if his temper was a dynamite and prayed that no one would set it off.

His prayers seemed to have come true, as no one caused him any trouble on the way to his classroom.

Giselle was the one teaching the first class of the day, and Casper forced himself to pay full attention

throughout.

He did the same for the second class, but succumbed to his exhaustion and fell asleep in the third one.

Casper is probably the first student who dares to fall asleep in my class, and the fact that he’s my

teaching assistant just makes me want to smack him on the head even more…

Giselle thought to herself as she glared at Casper who had fallen asleep at his desk.

“Casper Simpson, I want you to see me at my office after this class!”

The surrounding students burst out laughing at his predicament, and even his best friends couldn’t do

anything to save him.

After all, he had been nodding off for about three of Giselle’s classes in a row after being appointed as

her first teaching assistant.