Billionaire's Revenge

In a splendid room in a castle somewhere in Switzerland, a slender young man was giving a massage to a voluptuous and charming woman.

"Caleb, are you really determined to go back?" Aunt suddenly turned her head and asked the young man.

"Yes, it has been three years, and I must go back," Caleb Wright calmly replied, but his eyes gleamed with sharpness.

"Actually, you don't need to go back. You can just send a few people to the United States and kill those families," Aunt suggested.

"Aunt, I think my parents in heaven would also want me to personally avenge them, right?"

Aunt fell silent for a while and said, "Caleb, remember that no matter what happens, I will always support you."

"Aunt..."

"That's enough! You're already the Lord of Death Palace, why are you still crying!"

Three days later.

United States, New York, Maple Hotel.

The hall was packed with guests, filled with joyous atmosphere. An elderly lady from the Hall family was hosting a birthday banquet here!

Elderly lady was surrounded by relatives from the Hall family, her face glowing with happiness.

Suddenly, Elderly lady turned to Stella Hall, who was sitting in a corner, wearing a white long dress and a graceful figure, and said, "Stella, now that the three-year deadline is up and that useless guy hasn't returned, according to our previous agreement, you should marry the person I arranged for you."

"I think Jasper, the president of the Common Group, is a best fit. So, make up your mind to marry him."

Upon hearing her grandmother's words, Stella froze in place.

The relatives approached one after another to congratulate her.

"Stella, congratulations! You've finally escaped from that useless guy's entanglement."

"Yes, the old man is really confused. He actually allowed that jinx to marry into the Hall family four years ago. Fortunately, that useless guy's whereabouts are unknown, and we don't know if he's alive or dead. Otherwise, he would still be bothering you!"

"Stella, once you marry Jasper, you will soar to great heights! But don't forget about me!"

Stella's parents were also overjoyed and repeatedly thanked Elderly lady for making this happen.

Four years ago, the Wright family was exterminated, and Caleb, the lone survivor, was taken in by the Hall family, a third-rate family in New York. The old master of the Hall family, went against public opinion and arranged for him to marry into the Hall family.

Caleb, who became the son-in-law of the Hall family, worked tirelessly, doing all the chores, but endured the disdain and exclusion from the Hall family. Even Stella treated him coldly and with great rejection.

Three years ago, the patriarch of the Hall family passed away, and Caleb suddenly disappeared, his whereabouts unknown, his life uncertain. Instead of searching for Caleb, the Hall family went to great lengths to arrange for Stella to marry someone else.

Pushed to the limit, Stella proposed a deal to the family. Regardless of whether Caleb is alive or dead, she would wait for three years. If Caleb doesn't return within three years, she would comply with the family's arrangement and marry someone else.

Now, the three-year deadline has arrived, and Stella can only become someone else's sacrificial lamb.

Just as everyone was congratulating Stella, the door of the private room suddenly burst open, and a voice resounded, "If you want my wife to remarry, shouldn't you ask for this husband's opinion?"

As soon as this voice entered, the scene fell silent for a moment before erupting with chaos.

"Worthless trash, why are you back? Weren't you dead outside?"

"Harbinger of misfortune, what are you doing here?"

"Damn it, this harbinger of misfortune actually dares to return during the celebration of the Elderly lady's birthday, bringing bad luck!"

Just as the Hall family and relatives showered him with insults, Caleb slowly entered from outside.

He was wearing a t-shirt, faded jeans, and carrying a woven bag on his back. He looked like a vagabond no matter how you looked at him.

The Hall family and relatives looked at him with scorn and anger in their eyes.

Caleb glanced at each ugly face, his expression remained calm, his heart filled with sneering.

Seeing Caleb, Stella also stood up abruptly, her gaze fixed on him, her eyes filled with complexity.

Caleb walked straight up to Stella, his eyes full of tenderness. "Wife, I'm back."

Before Caleb finished speaking, Stella slapped him across the face.

Caleb touched his face where he was slapped, showing no signs of anger. He looked at Stella with complicated eyes and said, "I deserved that."

"Yes, you deserved it!" Stella gritted her teeth, holding back tears of grievance. After saying these words, she walked straight out.

Caleb didn't even spare a glance at the others and followed her.

But when Caleb reached the doorway, Gideon, Stella's cousin from her uncle's family, blocked his way.

"Move aside!" Caleb looked at Gideon with a stern voice.

"Caleb, who let you, this useless person, come back? Today is grandma's birthday and she arranged for Stella to marry someone else

"On the day you remarried, why didn't you die outside? Why did you come back?!" Gideon angrily cursed.

"You star of misfortune, who allowed you to come back! You should have died outside!" Joseph, Stella's mother, also stepped forward and berated him.

"I say, move aside!" Caleb stared at Gideon and repeated.

"Move aside? I'll kill you!" Gideon cursed and swung his fist towards Caleb.

There was a muffled bang, followed by a figure being thrown out, crashing heavily onto a dining table, shattering it into pieces.

The one thrown out was none other than Gideon!

Caleb cast a cold glance at Gideon and then left the private room.

The banquet scene fell into a dead silence!

"That loser, how dare he hit Gideon? And even kicked him away?!"

After a while, the stern voice of the elderly lady rang out.

"This moron dares to disrupt my birthday banquet and hit my grandson. I will make him pay the price he deserves!"

Caleb left the hotel and saw Stella standing by the roadside. When he saw this girl, a gentle light filled his eyes.

He walked straight towards her and softly said, "I knew it, you would wait for me."

"Caleb, do you know how much pressure and suffering I've endured because of you in these three years? Do you know what they call me? They call me a widow! Sometimes, I really wishes that may you never came back!" Stella looked at Caleb, clenched her teeth, and spoke slowly.

Stella's words plunged Caleb into deep silence and self-blame.

"Stella, I know you've suffered a lot in these three years. I promise you, from this moment on, I won't let you suffer even a bit. And I will make you feel proud and proud to be my wife!" Caleb said earnestly.

"Just based on you..." Stella glanced at Caleb's vagabond-like outfit, shook her head, sneered, and was about to leave.

But at this moment, a Porsche stopped beside her.

Then a young man dressed in a silver-white suit, looking quite impressive, got out of the car and said with a playful smile, "Stella, the grandmother's birthday banquet hasn't ended yet, why are you leaving? I still want to propose to you at the banquet!"

Caleb's eyes suddenly turned cold when he looked at this person.