Living With My Lady Boss

Chapter 279
Toneville.”
The chauffeur started driving Barry back to Toneville.
Faron and Wilbur returned to Sealake Island, continuing their drinking session.
One whole bottle later, Faron’s face was flushed as he said, “Dude, something fun will happen in Toneville real soon. Wanna
Co?”
“What’s so fun about Toneville?” Wilbur papped a nugget into his mouth.
Faron smirked “I remember you said that you were looking for antiques that would last forever, didn’t you?”
“Yes, I did.”
Faron leaned closer into Wilbur’s car. “There’s going to be an underground auction in Toneville in two days. I was told it’s going
to be good.”
“How good could stuff at an auction be?” Wilbur was unimpressed.
Faron said, “You can’t be too sure about that. Who knows? You might even find some things that even the national museum
doesn’t know about.”
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“Oh, really?” Wilbur asked,
Faron nodded, “Yup.”
Wilbur fell silent for a while before saying “It’s illegal. Aren’t you going to do anything about it?”
“What can I do, man?” Faron shrugged. “It’s all organized under a legal front. We wouldn’t be able to get anything even if we
launched an investigation. Besides, anyone who can hold an auction like this would probably be someone with significant
influence in the system. Surely you know that better than me.”
Wilbur chuckled. Yes, not everything was as easy to control as it seemed.
“Well, I don’t mind taking a trip if it really is as good as you make it out to be,” Wilbur said.
Faron smiled. “I’ll give you Ted Dominic’s contact. Call him in two nights and he’ll take you there.”
“I need to call someone for this?” Wilbur asked.
“Of course. An illegal auction like this isn’t open to just anyone. Ted’s a pretty well-known broker around these parts, specializing
in getting people access to events like this. He’s got a pretty impressive social network.
“Alright, then. I’ll take a trip there. I just might find something useful.”
Wilbur was on the lookout for a contribution to get Faye a Marrow Cleansing Pill Despite finding something worth contributing not
bring guaranteed, it was still worth trying his luck

Besides, Faron and Elsa were both cultivators now. Faye was the only one left and it was honestly a little unfair.
The two men drank until late in the night, chatting about the auction. Finally, Faye returned home looking rather tired.
She sighed at the sight of the two tipsy men. “You sure look like you’re having fun. I’m about to pass out from the exhaustion.
“Is everything alright?” Wilbur asked.
Faye sat down, pouring herself a glass. She took a sip, then let out a long sigh before saying, “Everything ended perfectly. I was
even going to ask Sammy to lunch tomorrow so we could all get together, but she had to leave right after to catch her next
performance.”
“I can’t believe these washed-up celebrities are still busy,” Faron chuckled.
Wilbur asked, “Did she use to be really big?”
“Yeah, bro. Sammy blew up internationally five years ago with just one song, but she’s been dropping in popularity ever since for
some reason. She’s still got a lot of fans, though,” Faron said.
Wilbur nodded. Faye finished her drink and said, “I’m spent, I’m going to bed. You two should get some rest too.”
“Right. I’m going to do just that. Goodnight,” Faron said.
Faye and Earon left, so Wilbur went to bed as well.
The next afternoon, Wilbur woke up and packed a small travel bag. Seeing as Faron had still not sent him Ted’s mumber,
Wilbur headed to Faron’s ruoin.
Farun was snoring loudly on the living room floor. It was clear that he had a little too much to drink the previous night.
Wilbur huffed, kicking Faron’s bottom. “Wake the f*ck up. Do you know what time it is?”
Faron rubbed his bottom as he opened his eyes blearily. He glanced at his watch and seemed to sober up.
“Forget it. I’m sk ipping work today.” Faron lay back down, prepared to go right back to sleep.
Wilbur glared at him, aiming another kick at his bottom. “Are you serious? Do you remember what you said to me last night?”
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“What is it, bra?” Faren groaned in frustration.
Wilbur’s expression darkened. “The auction. Ted Dominic. You were supposed to send me his number. Do you remember now?
Faron furrowed his brows before smacking himself on the forehead. “Oh my f*cking g od! I blacked out.”
He whipped out his phone at once and sent a number to Wilbur, “Don’t mention me once you’re there, bro.”
“Of course, You’re Mister Campbell, aren’t you? Exclusive man.” Wilbur turned to leave after that. Faron chuckled awkwardly,
climbing onto the couch and falling back to sleep.
Wilbur got into his car and drove over la Toneville at once.
Tuneville was a second-class city in Kardun Province, which was around a five hour drive from Seechertown.
It was a little past three in the afternoon when Wilbur arrived.
He took out his phone and booked himself a room at one of the top hotels around him, then drove over there.

“The Starry Hotel,” Wilbur muttered as he read the sign on the building. He then went inside to get his keycard to his room.
It was a luxuriously decorated five-star hotel, and the cost for a night there was not cheap.