Becoming the Richest Man Alive

“What’s this? I can’t accept it.” Casper avoided his gesture of courtesy and asked Louis to resume his work in the kitchen.
Now that the parasites within Tycoon had been weeded out, the rumors about them were also quelled altogether. It was the best
time for business development.
“Giselle, just pick any private room and wait for me there. I own this place, so go on and order any food you like, and I’ll go and
see you later,” after settling everything, Casper turned around and said to Giselle.
As she heard him call her by her name, Giselle perked up in delight and acknowledged in a hushed voice.
“Mr. Simpson, someone is looking for you outside.”
Elena ran over, and Casper raised his head to take a glance at her. Elena was wearing a low-cut top that day; its deep V-neck
revealed a bountiful and fascinating scenery, from which Casper’s gaze slid down and he could feel all his blood rushing to his
head. The tight-hip skirt that Elena was wearing only half covered the top of her thigh, while a pair of black stockings wrapped
around her slender and porcelain white legs, and there were even lace patterns on the edge where it met the hem of her skirt.
“Did you develop some kind of a new attribute with Ms. Stalling?”
Casper fixated all his attention on her chest and couldn’t stop staring at it. Elena didn’t seem to mind at all. Pushing up her
glasses, she answered, “As your secretary, I got to keep up my appearances. Is there any problem with my way of dressing?”
Casper almost lost his eyes to the cleavage before him. Nevertheless, he had come to Tycoon with Giselle that day; hence, no
matter how captivating the scenic view was with his secretary, there was nothing else he could do other than just watching.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Casper uttered, “This is a little too revealing... Ms. Schneider, you should only wear this in
front of me.”
Elena blinked her eyes, secretly pleased with her own attractiveness. She then flipped her hair and replied, “Since you’ve said
that, I’ll wear it only for you then, Mr. Simpson.” With that, she put on a coat to cover the parts of her body which were too
exposed.
Casper felt that there were other implications behind her words, but he didn’t think too much about it and only asked, “Who’s
looking for me?”
“A woman. She has come here with you before,” Elena recollected and answered.

Casper’s interest was piqued at once. A woman? Who can it be? He strode outside, just to see a hot and slim figure at the
reception counter in the lobby.
“Um? Isn’t this Sarah’s aunt?” Casper was eyeballing her figure with relish, but he froze notably for a moment when he saw her
face.
Isn’t this Sarah’s aunt, Emily, whom I have pretended to be dating with before this?
Emily was wearing a pair of aviator classic shades, a strapless top, and a long skirt, giving a vintage sense of the 80s or 90s.
Coupled with her flawless facial features and stunning figure, she looked just like a character from the movies at first glance.
Emily lay her elbow on the reception counter and rested her head on her palm, with the curve line of her hip captivating the
attention of every man who walked by.
“What’s your boss like on usual days?” Emily was chatting with the receptionists, trying to fish for some information from them.
The receptionist replied with a polite smile, “Mr. Simpson has a busy schedule, so we don’t get to see him often.” In reality,
Casper came to Tycoon every day, and they would see him twice a day. The receptionist said that only to fudge Emily’s question.
Emily curled her lips into a broad curve. The bright red color of her Dior lipstick was so vivid it looked as though blood would
even drip from them.
“Of course, I’m sure you have no idea how your boss pretends to be an impoverished university student behind your back even
though he appears as the owner of this restaurant in front of you. He’s a hell of an actor, a wolf in sheep’s clothing!”
“Ahem.” Casper coughed from behind Emily and stole a few more glances at her hips.
They’re just so curvy and plump.
Emily turned around, and seeing that it was Casper, she took off her shades in surprise and started, “Isn’t this Mr. Simpson who
has an extremely busy schedule? It took me some effort to finally find you.”
Casper was a little embarrassed. He didn’t know why Emily was looking for him, but the arrogance that she had previously
shown had all gone in that instance. Before that, she was like a queen, giving orders to him.
Little did he know that the change in Emily’s attitude was due to the change in his identity. Previously, when Casper appeared as
a penniless student, she was overbearing and conceited, but since Casper pretended to be her boyfriend and helped relieve her

from the situation last time, she finally learned a little about Casper’s worth. Hence, there was a change in her attitude just like
how differently a queen would treat her general and a servant.
“Ms. Goldstein, what’s the matter?” Casper was bemused. Wasn’t the problem with the matchmaking last time already solved?
And Sarah even came to the dorm and asked him to return the clothes she bought for him after that, making him a little abashed.
“Hmph.” Initially, Emily thought that he would be extremely pleased to see a beauty like her coming to see him personally. Never
had she expected that she would be welcomed with such a placid question.
“Why? Do you think you’re already in the upper echelon of society just because you own Tycoon?” Emily put on her shades
again and continued, “Tycoon is worth tens of millions at most, and with such a net worth, you’re only average among my
suitors.”
She went a little too far with her words. There were indeed a lot of men pursuing her, but not all of them were multi-millionaires.
There were only a few billionaires, for instance, Gabriel who showed up that day.
“That’s for sure. A pretty woman like Ms. Goldstein certainly has numerous admirers.” Casper played along rather casually but
he was also puzzled at the same time. What is this woman doing here? Gigi is still waiting for me to have dinner with her.
Emily rolled her eyes at that. My dear Casper, you’re playing hard to get, aren’t you? She took off her shades again, folded them,
and hung them at the neck of her top.
“Casper, you’re a fool!” She pointed at Casper and added, “I’ve done some research on your background but to no avail. Even
though you’ve turned rich all of a sudden, something from your previous destitution stays with you. But that doesn’t matter,
because Lady Luck is smiling at you. You now have a pass before you to enter the upper echelon of society.”
Casper tilted his head to one side. “Umm, what pass?”
Emily was exasperated at that point. “Do you really don’t understand what I’m saying?” She was rendered speechless. What is
this man thinking about? I’ve already made it so obvious, and he still doesn’t get it.
Is he feigning ignorance?
Emily rolled her eyes again, and the expression on her face changed as though she knew all too well what game Casper was
playing. She put on her shades again, walked over to Casper’s side, and spoke into his ear softly, “Don’t you worry. As long as

you become the live-in son-in-law of the Goldsteins, you won’t be mistreated. My dad will support your career. If it isn’t because
I’m sick of being pressured to get married, you will never have such an opportunity ever!”
Casper’s eyes widened in shock. This time, he finally understood what that woman was talking about. It looks like she’s planning
to turn an act into reality and wants me to be her boyfriend.
“Err... Ms. Goldstein, I think you’ve misunderstood me. The reason I showed up last time was because Sarah said that she
would buy me a nice outfit.”