Living With My Lady Boss - Season 9 Episode 52

Had he been dreaming?

It took Wilbur a long time to realize that it had all been a dream.

Why had he dreamed of something so strange, though?

A giant in gold armor, and a huge dragon in flames.

The Lord of Fire Dragons?

Wilbur broke out into a sweat all over again at the thought.

Could the Lord of Fire Dragons really exist?

Wilbur fell deep into thought.

With how powerful he was now, there was no way he would have dreamed about something like that for no reason.

Yet he did not know at all what it meant.

A while later, Wilbur glanced at his watch.

“F*ck.”

Wilbur cursed as he flew out of bed to get ready, rushing off to the president’s office.

Just then, President Rogan was with several higher-ups. They were receiving Mister Homer Klaft, the Dasha embassy representative, clinking glasses of champagne while they chatted.

There were also dozens of Dasha businessmen present, talking about what Trevor Penn had achieved.

The president’s office was buzzing with discussion.

No one knew who Trevor was, only that he was from Dasha and had helped a great deal during the Lars Harriet incident.

Trevor was the star of today, but he had yet to show up.

The event started at noon, and it was honestly a bit too much to be flaking on the president.

Hannah sat to the side as well, swirling her glass of champagne as she waited silently.

She was curious about Trevor as well and respected him greatly.

There were even things that she was hopeful and excited about, making her fidget more than usual.

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“Miss Toya, I hear that Everest Foreign Trade’s been receiving a lot of great treatment from the president’s office. Do you have any advice to give on that?” A businessman came up to Hannah, raising his glass at her.

Hannah recognized the guy, as the both of them had a few partnerships.

“I’ll be honest, Mister Wentson. I’m not too sure either,” said Hannah truthfully.

The man named Mister Wentson shrugged his shoulders. “It really is strange, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it sure is,” Hannah said awkwardly.

Just then, Wilbur made his way in hurriedly, heading over to President Rogan.

Hannah was shocked. This guy had really shown up. How had he even gotten in here?

“What the hell are you doing?” Hannah grabbed Wilbur as he walked past her. Wilbur blinked at her. “I’m here to see President Rogan.”

“Are you out of your mind? That’s the bloody president! How did you even get in here? Did you get an invite?” Hannah whisper-shouted.

“And who is this?” Mister Wentson asked curiously.

Hannah huffed impatiently. “He’s my work partner.”

“Oh, I see. Well, don’t let him make a fool out of himself.” Mister Wentson frowned. Who did this guy think he was, barging into the president’s office?

Wilbur himself was also perplexed.

He had been thinking about the dream so intensely that he had forgotten to change his appearance into that of Trevor’s.

Only Osborn and Rogan knew about his real identity. No one else did.

Wilbur had been brought in by Osborn himself, and now he was in danger of getting exposed.

Wilbur blinked at Hannah, unsure what to do.

Hannah frowned. “Sit down. Don’t let me catch you running around.”

“But they’re waiting for me,” Wilbur said.

Hannah frowned. “Who could be waiting for you? Does anyone here even know who you are?”

Wilbur did not know what to say. He was unsure what his next move would be.

With no other choice, he turned and walked outside.

Hannah glowered at his back, shaking her head.

How could Cape let someone so rude and shameless represent them in an eighty-million-dollar deal? Had they lost their minds?

It seemed like Hannah’s intuition had been right. She was going to have to ask for someone else.

Anyone would be better than this guy.

Wilbur rushed out of the door in a hurry. He found somewhere secluded, before switching his appearance to that of Trevor’s.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Wilbur re-entered the hall.