Overlord - Power of the Dragon

"What are you doing?" Stefanie jumped between Jacob and her father, but Jacob was already done.

As for Bill, he suddenly felt his breathing improve while color gradually returned to his face.

"I have temporarily kept your injury in check. Considering how old your injury is, you will need a long duration of treatment in order to fully recover," Jacob explained.

"Thank you for saving me. I really can't thank you enough." Bill grabbed Jacob's hand and expressed his gratitude continuously.

Meanwhile, Stefanie was astounded to see the glow return to her father's cheeks and the improvement in his condition.

"I saved you because I'm aware of your philanthropic work. Considering you have built more than ten schools, I'm obliged to do something for you."

Jacob saved Bill because he knew of Bill's good heart. If it had been a stranger, he naturally would not have bothered, especially after Stefanie had been rude to him and almost killed him. After all, Jacob was not a saint who went around healing everyone.

Bill was visibly embarrassed by Jacob's words. "What I've done is not even worth mentioning. Young man since you saved me. Tell me whatever it is that you want. Now that it's almost noon, why don't I treat you to lunch at Clamor Hotel?"

"It's fine. I still have something to take care of."

Shaking his head, Jacob declined the invitation, as he wanted to confront Cassie to clear the air.

Jacob's rejection caught Bill by surprise. As Pentagon's richest man, there were many who wanted to buy him lunch. Nevertheless, only those who walked the corridors of power had the honor of dining with him.

Hence, he didn't expect Jacob to decline his invitation.

"Young man, no matter what, I insist on giving you a treat to show my gratitude." Bill refused to let go of Jacob's arm.

It was not lost upon Jacob that Bill's intention behind treating him was to find out about his follow-up treatment. In spite of that, he was moved by Bill's sincerity.

As a result, he nodded in agreement. "All right then, I'll deal with my problem first and see you at the hotel when I'm done?"

Bill released his grip in response. "Fine that settles it. Just call me when you arrive, young man!"

After acknowledging Bill, Jacob hurried to the Moore's residence.

"Where's Cassie? I want to see her!" Jacob cried out to a middle-aged woman in front of an old mansion.

She was Cassie's mother, Linda Connor. In the past, Jacob would never have dared to speak to her in such a tone. However, after hearing what his mother had said, Jacob was so infuriated that it was a surprise he didn't strike her at the get-go.

Dressed in a gown, Linda put on a haughty expression with her arms folded in front of her chest. Staring at Jacob with disdain, Linda spat, "Get lost! My daughter is getting married today. Hence, an ex-convict like you isn't welcome here."

"Getting married?" Jacob knitted his eyebrows when he realized Baldy was telling the truth.

"Where's Cassie? Who is she marrying? Tell her to come out here and explain it to me."

With a scowl on his face, Jacob dashed into the mansion.

Hey, are you mad? How can you barge into my house just like that?

Linda desperately pulled Jacob back.

Unfortunately, it was a futile effort considering how strong Jacob was. Instead she was being dragged across the yard.

When she saw Jacob barging in, a woman dressed in a wedding gown came out with a sullen look on her face.

The moment he saw her, Jacob stopped.

"Cassie, what's going on? Explain yourself!" Jacob demanded. His eyes are burning with rage.

"Jacob, you should leave and don't come and see me again. I have decided to marry Kyle," Cassie asserted with an indifferent expression.

Narrowing his gaze, Jacob clenched his fists. Even though he had already known about it, it still felt excruciating to hear Cassie say it out loud.

I went to prison because of Kyle, and now, my own girlfriend is getting married to him? She is making a mockery of me!

Suddenly, Jacob laughed wryly when he realized how pathetic he was. "Is this what you really want?"

Looking at Cassie, Jacob felt his fury begin to recede as his fingers gradually relaxed.

"Yes!" Cassie nodded. "I want to be rich, which is something you will never be able to provide. Furthermore, as an ex-convict, you might not even be able to take care of yourself, let alone me. For old times' sake, here's a few hundred. Take it, so you don't have to sleep on the streets!"

As Cassie said that, she grabbed a bunch of hundreds and threw the mat Jacob's face.

At that moment, Cassie was dead to him. He knew the person in front of him was no longer his girlfriend.

"You will regret this!" Jacob roared and left without taking Cassie's money.

"Pfft, I would only regret it if I married a broke b*stard like you!" Cassie hissed from behind him.