As the words faded, an elderly man dressed in a black cloak walked into Villa Number One.
He held a snake-headed cane in his hand, and his entire being seemed chillingly sinister as he stared at the crowd with eyes as cold as a venomous snake.
The people his gaze swept over couldn't help but shiver.
Archie Dawn jerked, "Steward Mays?
It's you!
Does the old lady truly intend to eliminate everyone?"
Steward Mays grinned, "How could she rest easy if you weren't dead?"
"In these years, although you have tried your best to disguise your ambition, contentedly being an idle man in Midocen afraid of his wife, Archie, you can't deceive the old lady."
"In the last fifteen years, you have been checking the international stock market on the internet every day."
"You have also used dozens of pseudo-identities to trade stocks on the New York Stock Exchange."