The mysterious CEO's endless pampering

A hundred million dollars is nothing to Wilson John, but his money isn't easy to come by. "Do you think you're worth that price?"

“If my father refuses to give it to me, that’s fine. I’ve heard that other people are also interested in this information. I can talk to them.”

“How dare you!” Wilson John was enraged.

"Whether I dare to do it or not depends on your sincerity, Father. I've already sent the transaction address to your phone. I hope you won't disappoint me." Elsa finished speaking and quickly hung up the phone.

Elsa chose New York's most unpopular slum as her location, a place with complex terrain and dense crowds.

She had lived in this place since she was a child and knew it very well, so she specifically chose this place as the location for the transaction.

An hour later, Wilson John appeared at the entrance to the slums, his face contorted with rage.

When the beggars and homeless men saw the luxury car, their eyes would light up with a predatory glint as they stared intently at the man getting out of the car, thinking there was something to be gained.

Wilson John, his obese body bulging, looked disdainfully at the disgusting and filthy lower class, and unceremoniously pulled out his gun, pointing it at them and asking, "Disgusting vermin, tell me, where is 228 Porter Street?"

Beggars and homeless people are the least influential people in the slums. They can only beg and steal at most, and they never dare to deal with people with guns because they are afraid of dying.

Upon seeing Wilson John's gun and the tall, imposing bodyguards behind him, they naturally dared not be negligent in the slightest, and almost all of them turned towards the end of the street behind them.

As a member of high society, Wilson John felt nauseous at the stench of the road before him, but he still forced himself to go in, since that wretched Elsa was waiting for him inside.

Elsa had already paid people to monitor Wilson John's every move from a hidden corner.

As expected, he didn't come alone as agreed, but brought about a dozen bodyguards.

As Wilson entered the room Elsa had designated, his phone rang immediately. "Father, you broke your promise. I said you would come alone."

Wilson John is no ordinary man; he would never act alone. "Elsa, don't push your luck. Do you think I can get by in a place like this without bodyguards?"

There are too many people in this world who want him dead, so he must be careful in everything he does.

Elsa frowned, conceded a step, and said, "Then please leave your bodyguards outside, otherwise I will not hand over the things to you."

"What a nuisance! You'd better tell me the truth, or I'll kill you!" Wilson John had no fatherly affection for Elsa and made no attempt to hide his harsh words.

"Don't worry, I'll tell the truth for the money." Elsa had thought it through. In this world, neither family nor love can be relied on. Only money can give her enough security. "Now I ask you to give me fifty million US dollars as a deposit to confirm your sincerity."

Wilson John gritted his teeth and, trying his best to control his emotions, said, "Fine, I'll give it to you."

He could take the money back at any time, and he wasn't worried about Elsa playing tricks.

Soon, in less than a minute, Elsa's bank account had an extra fifty million US dollars.

Elsa was so excited when she saw it that she couldn't speak.

"You've received the money, right? Can we meet now and you give me the things?" Wilson John was clearly losing his patience.

Elsa said with certainty, "Of course, just meeting is fine. My dear father, I'm afraid you'll hit me again. I've copied the information onto a USB drive and put it in a place only I know. As long as you transfer the remaining fifty million US dollars, you can get it immediately."

Wilson John instantly flew into a rage, "You really think I'm a fool? You haven't seen anything, yet you expect me to give you all of the hundred million you haven't seen? Do you think that's possible?"

Elsa didn't want all her efforts to be in vain, so she continued on the phone, "Okay, then go to the second floor, the third room on the left. There's a music box there, and the USB drive is inside."

Elsa was watching Wilson John through a hidden camera she had planted in the room beforehand.

Wilson John felt the stench of decay was almost overwhelming him, so he grabbed his wife's handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and went over.

Sure enough, I saw a dilapidated music box.

He reached out and opened it with a look of disgust, and sure enough, he saw a black USB drive.

He didn't continue arguing with Elsa. He grabbed the USB drive, ran downstairs, and then led his bodyguards back to the luxury car.

There was another man wearing glasses sitting inside; he was a computer expert from his company, in case Elsa deliberately set some password to threaten him again.

Without saying a word, the hacker directly inserted the USB drive into the computer he had brought.

After a few quick operations, I copied everything from the USB drive to my computer, then opened one of the files to see if it was what I needed.

Unexpectedly, the contents of the document were indeed the complete design blueprints of the war robot he had always wanted.

It was completely different from the first draft he received.

The bespectacled man's eyes widened, and he said excitedly, "Boss, the information is true. We can start formal production immediately."

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and collect the data and send it to the factory for production!" Wilson was extremely excited at the thought of being able to dominate the region with his war robots.

But before he could finish speaking, the computer screen in front of him suddenly went completely black.

The bespectacled man operated the computer with lightning speed, and soon he realized that his computer had been infected with a virus. Not only were all the files he had just downloaded gone, but even the files that were originally on his computer had disappeared!

The bespectacled man, his fingers trembling and covered in sweat, said, "Boss, it's bad, we've been tricked! This USB drive has a virus, my computer has been attacked, and all the confidential files on it have disappeared!"

Wilson John roared, "What! All the data is gone! You piece of shit, you're a complete waste! Fix the computer right now, or I'll send you to meet your maker right now!"

The bespectacled man turned pale with fright. He considered himself a very skilled hacker, but he never expected the virus implanted in his computer to be so powerful, giving him no chance to react.

Forget about recovering the data; the computer might even be rendered unusable.

Sure enough, the next second, his computer started emitting black smoke, and the hard drive caught fire.

Even though Wilson John didn't know how to operate a computer, he knew that a computer catching fire was not a good thing. Without saying a word, he shot the bespectacled man and threw him and the broken computer out!

"That bitch Elsa dared to lie to me! Zack, you take some men and find Elsa for me!" Wilson John kicked open the car door and ordered his bodyguard captain.

Zach was Wilson John's most dedicated subordinate. Back when Wilson John first arrived in the slums, he had already arranged for another group of people to block all the entrances to the slums and search for every woman who wanted to leave.

Having lived with the Wilson family for so long, Elsa naturally developed a lot of cunning.

She wasn't foolish enough to stay put and wait for Wilson John to arrest her. As soon as she received the fifty million dollars, she immediately transferred the money to a Swiss bank account.

Then he hid in an apartment across from the slums, quietly waiting for Wilson-John to leave.

After all, the most dangerous place is the safest place.

After about an hour, Zack had searched the entire slum but still couldn't find Elsa.

He could only return to Wilson and John, looking dejected and disgraced.

Wilson John naturally berated Zach, then left with an extremely unpleasant expression.

Elsa, disguised as a pregnant woman, took the opportunity to escape from the apartment.

Just when she thought she could escape successfully.

Zack appeared before her with a smug look on his face. "Miss Aisa, where are you going?"

Elsa felt a sudden panic, but on the surface she pretended to know nothing and said, "Excuse me, you've mistaken me for someone else. Please move aside."

Zack abruptly ripped off Elsa's disguise, "Miss Elsa, your high heels have given you away. Pregnant women don't walk in shoes that high."

Elsa turned and ran in fear, but was immediately shot in the leg by Wilson John, who was sitting in the car. "You bitch, I'll teach you to run!"

"Ah!!!" Elsa was knocked to the ground in the street and fainted from the pain.

Wilson John said without any mercy, "Take her to the Bestray Hotel, to my good friend Ruth's room, and tell him I gave this bitch to him for free!"

Anyone who dares to deceive Wilson John will pay a price worse than death!

Elsa woke up in a fit of intense pain.

Then a rough, hoarse voice said, "My darling, you're awake!"

The man's sinister laughter sent chills down Elsa's spine.

It's that old African man, Rus!

He's a devilish figure!

Ruth had been eyeing Elsa for a long time; her beautiful face was exactly what he wanted.

Elsa screamed in terror, "Don't come any closer! Get out of here!"

"Baby, the louder you shout, the more I like it!"

Remembering Ruth's abusive methods, Elsa immediately changed her attitude, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ruth, I know I was wrong, please let me go."

Ruth got up, opened a black box, took out all sorts of toys inside, and said in a strange voice, "My toys are all ready, how can it end before it even begins? Be good, baby, I promise you'll be back soon. I begged you to do this."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pyramid bearing his name was firmly embedded in Elsa's shoulder.

Elsa screamed, and her whole body twisted in pain as if she were about to die.

Elsa probably never dreamed she would end up like this.