Becoming the Richest Man Alive
Chapter 60

Chapter 60

“A fund transfer, of course! Do you think I’m an idiot? If I am seen carrying so much cash with me, I’mgoing to get arrested!” Brandon’s face was full of skepticism.

He watched Casper intently. If Casper committed a single misstep, Brandon would not hesitate to crushhim.

“I’ll transfer the funds to you, then. What’s your bank account number? I’ll transfer a million to you,”Casper replied coolly. He opened his mobile banking app and looked at Brandon expectantly.

Brandon eyed the luminous screen on Casper’s phone. Even from a distance, he could clearly see thebank’s logo displayed across the top of the screen. Reassured that Casper was not deceiving him,Brandon let his guard down slightly.

“It’s six-two…” Brandon rattled off the string of numbers that comprised his bank account number.

Brandon resolved to commence negotiations only upon receiving the one million. Casper was awealthy fellow, and Brandon was determined to milk him for as much as possible. After all, Brandonhad not agreed on the conditions to let Casper go. While Casper was still transferring the million toBrandon’s account, the latter had already set his sights on Casper’s exclusive black card.

When Brandon had wrung Casper dry, he would murder him to avoid leaving a trail. There would beother opportunities for Brandon to return and slowly recover the treasure.

The idea was an alluring one. Brandon felt his spirits lift instantly, and a smile lurked unconsciouslynear the corners of his mouth as he reveled in his fantasy.

“Stop! You b*stard, you evil fellow! Who asked you to pay my ransom? How am I supposed to repayyou?” Before Brandon could finish reciting his bank account number, Mandy had let out a loud howl ofrage.

Mandy had finally realized who the man standing before her was. It was Felix’s roommate, the manwho rumors said had donated a million without batting an eyelid. The fretful thought now clamored inMandy’s mind: Even if this man successfully ransoms me, how am I ever going to pay him back? I’ll bein his debt forever!

Mandy would rather be sold off than remain in a rich young fellow’s debt for the rest of her life. After all,she was accustomed to a life of hardship and poverty.

Hot tears streamed down Mandy’s cheeks as she stared at Casper. She had clenched her jaw, and shehad pressed her lips so firmly together that they had turned white. Inwardly, Casper marveled at herresolution.

“You stupid wh*re! Do you think I don’t dare to kill you?” Brandon snapped, outraged that Mandy’soutburst had foiled his plan.

“Did you hear that? He asked you to shut up,” Casper said in irritation. “Relax. You’ll be able to pay itback. I’ll buy you from this scoundrel for a million, then sell you to Flora Parlor. I believe you’ll be ableto fetch a price of at least two hundred thousand. I’ll be able to get some returns on my money, atleast.”

“You… You b*stard!” In her vexation, Mandy could not control the tremor in her voice. He’s an absolutebeast! She fumed to herself. I’ve never met a rich man who turned out to be good.

“Hah! I like your reasoning, young man. I’ll sell this woman to you. You can do whatever you like withher. If we weren’t in such an urgent situation, I would have liked to strike up a friendship with you,”Brandon remarked, sniggering nastily.

“What’s the rest of your bank account number? I’d like to transfer the money to you now. I can’t wait tosell this woman off,” Casper retorted. Casper scowled at Mandy, then turned to Brandon with a look oftremendous impatience.

Ding dong! Brandon’s phone chimed with a new notification. Eagerly, he fished out his phone to confirmhis newly gotten gains.

However, just as Brandon lowered his gaze to look at his phone, Casper lunged forward.

The heavy blow had knocked the phone out of Brandon’s hand. Reflexively, Brandon seized the knife inhis hand and thrust it at Casper with all his might.

As if rehearsed, Casper had whipped out a dagger to ward off the incoming assault. There was aringing sound as the steel of both blades met. Casper’s dagger clattered to the floor, cleaved into two.

Brandon followed up that attack with a few successive slashes. Casper hurriedly ducked but could notentirely evade the rapid onslaught of Brandon’s wild movements. Abruptly, a gash appeared like acrimson mouth on Casper’s arm, with blood pouring from it.

Casper, however, paid no heed to it.

“Hah! You didn’t expect that, did you? I was already on defense against you. How dare you sneak anattack on me?” Brandon demanded, ignoring the throbbing pain in his head. He smiled triumphantly atCasper, brandishing his knife in his right hand.

Inwardly, Brandon was furious that his greed had gotten the better of him, thus allowing Casper tostrike. Brandon’s right eye had suffered the brunt of Casper’s fist, and his head was spinning.

“Is that so? Where did that black eye come from, then?” Casper answered, sneering. He glanced at thewound on his arm and assessed that it was merely a superficial cut. Casper then turned back toBrandon and waved his hand in the air. “Your phone’s with me. You still haven’t gotten your one million,have you?”

“You punk! Do you want to die? I’ll see to it that you do!” Brandon burst out vehemently. He hadendured so much just to lay his hands on that million, only to have it robbed from him in broad daylight.

Gripping his dagger so hard that his knuckles turned white, Brandon raised his knife and chargedtowards Casper.

Casper reeled backward. Summoning all his strength, he shoved Mandy out of the way, causing her toslam against the wall behind her. Casper himself retreated towards the exit with his gaze steadily fixedon Brandon’s wild one.

“There’s nowhere for you to run! Get over here!” Brandon bellowed gleefully. He quickened his steps,striding menacingly towards Casper with a deadly gleam in his eyes.

Casper eyed the approaching knife warily. Suddenly, his face lit up. As Casper was feeling his way outof the room, his hand brushed against a broom that was leaning unobtrusively against the wall outside.He picked it up and pointed it at Brandon.

“I don’t think my time’s up yet!” Casper rejoined. He raced across the room with the broom pointeddirectly at Brandon’s face.

Brandon had never imagined that Casper would have been able to get his hands on a weapon, muchless a broom at that. At the sight of a large object hurtling towards him at top speed, Brandonstaggered back hastily.

“You may have a knife, but I have a broom! I’m glad that the playing field is level, at least.” Casperproclaimed, swinging his broom around maniacally. The two phones were safely in Casper’s pocket,and he stood fearless before Brandon, reveling in Brandon’s helpless fury.

“Is that so? I’ll make sure I finish you off today!” Brandon hollered through gritted teeth, maddened byCasper’s taunts. He clutched the handle of his knife, preparing to launch another attack on Casper.

Brandon’s knife, unfortunately, was rather short. In order to hurt Casper, Brandon had to engage inclose combat.

“Come on, then! Is that the fastest you can go?” Casper jeered, goading Brandon into rushing forwardmadly. As Brandon threw himself at Casper, Casper had already braced for the attack and jabbed hisbroom at Brandon.