Jutian pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up and smiled calmly. “Right now, Prosperity Group’s market price is at one billion. Rumors circulate that Prosperity Group is a legendary business, but in reality, everyone knows it's worth far more.
“This is all thanks to you. You provided me with the original Lifewater. With this legendary item, anyone could achieve…”
Kyle had given Julian Lifewater. Its main function was to prevent aging, making one younger and more energetic. Most importantly, it optimized the body’s health, filling a person with energy. Just one sip was enough to feel the change. The name Lifewater perfectly represented its use.
“Mr. Archer, you taught me to focus not just on immediate profit, but on the connections Lifewater could bring. Now, everyone who knows its value is clamoring to purchase it, building a strong and wide network.”
“To lay the tax foundation for Prosperity Group’s future, we’ll follow your guidance. My plan was to release Lifewater, diluted tens and hundreds of times, into the market to increase Prosperity Group’s value and capital.”
After hearing Julian’s proposal, Kyle nodded. “Since you have a plan, proceed. Putting Prosperity Group in your hands means I fully trust you.” Trust was a rare commodity.
Overwhelmed by Kyle’s words, Julian felt moved to tears. This was Prosperity Group and Lifewater—things that could transform a beggar into the world’s richest man, and Kyle had given them to him.
Julian stood and bowed respectfully. “Mr. Archer, my life is yours to command. If I ever betray you, may I be punished so severely that death won’t come easily.”
Kyle smiled and shook his head. “Alright, alright. We’re all brothers. I trust you both.”
“Now that business is done, Harrison, what would you like to drink?”
Harrison laughed. “Of course, it’s…”
Ten minutes later, the three men were at a nearby barbeque stall.
“We’d like 50 kebabs and 50 sausages!”
Harrison, excited, took a seat. “Little Four Eyes is paying, so Mr. Kyle, let's drink and eat our fill!”
Julian frowned. “You’re ordering, but I’m paying?”
“What? Aren’t you happy to see Mr. Kyle? Is spending money so difficult? You’re so stingy! If you don’t have the money, just say so; I’ll treat us.”
Harrison’s attempt to take advantage of Julian made him groan. “Just wait, Meatball!”
“Excuse me, can we have another 20 pounds of lobster meat?”
The three were enjoying each other’s company at the barbeque stall. It was hard to imagine that the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company was arguing with his friend at a food stall. Kyle smiled, watching the two men he hadn't seen in a year. He’d missed them. For Kyle, this food tasted better than any dish at Starry Sky Cuisine. This is where he truly felt alive. “That hits the spot!” Harrison poured a huge can of beer into his mouth while holding several kebabs.
As they enjoyed their meal, the Russo family found Peter, who had been left to fend for himself on the streets by Mike. They immediately sent him to the hospital. However, Peter barely resembled a human. Kyle had said Peter wouldn’t die, and he didn’t.
When Joe Russo and his wife, Grace Zeller, saw Peter, they nearly fainted. He looked like a zombie! The sight shocked them. They couldn’t imagine the torture and agony he’d endured.
By sheer coincidence, Peter was in the same hospital, and even on the same floor, as Faith. Anthony and Maria saw Peter’s condition firsthand. Horror was written on their faces.