RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System-Chapter 423 - 423: Scheme 2: Exotic Departure

Raising my hand and waiting for Cole to reach me, the situation between me and Nicholas's men was kept at bay. Cole, despite his wobbling steps, by a miracle from the cosmos, reached me.
Right now, I was on the streets of River Oaks, taking a bite from a plate in my hand.
On this street filled with snobby rich fellows, you could imagine the expressions on their faces when they caught sight of me.
There was a tall woman with a tight ass who jogged past me, and I couldn't even catch her attention. A friendly smile from me, and she looked disgusted. It wasn't like I had a smudge on my lips or anywhere else.
Not too bothered by the environment, I made sure to give attention to the exotic meat I was stuffing into my mouth. Cole hadn't given me the name of the unfortunate creature, but I could tell it was something I had never tasted. Unlike chicken or beef, it didn't melt on the first bite.
When I put it in my mouth, it pressed together, compressing and then on subsequent chewing, tore apart in a sort of orderly manner.
The exotic meat spread through my mouth, releasing a taste combined with spices and something unique, a taste wanting to be sharp but diluted, a prominent but silent flavor… T
he silent flavor was just on the tip of my mind, but until I swallowed, my brain remained blank. Without hesitation, I took another bite, searching for the taste that eluded me…
Peeem!!
Peeem!!
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Lawson?"
While in the midst of my 'research,' a horn suddenly sounded quite close to me. The driver, with his window down, put his head out and skeptically asked about my identity.
"Yes."
My words didn't assuage the man's concerns. He instead looked at the plate in my hand, the red sauce, the meat, and the fork.
"A second, please," he requested, turning to his side.
My phone rang seconds later but I didn't have to reach for my device.
The man behind the wheel quickly stepped out with an apologetic face, his black suit shining under the sun as he moved to open the door for me.
"Apologies, sir. Your situation was unexpected."
I didn't hammer the nervous fellow. I stepped in and relaxed on the soft black cushion, putting another piece in my mouth, speaking when a question was directed my way.
"Where to, sir?" the man asked, adjusting his rearview mirror.
"Galveston."
The car immediately moved, and while eating, I idly took in the sights outside, my brain doing calculations on the plan that was to come.
I finished my exotic meal and unconsciously began tapping my thighs with my index finger while humming. I let my body relax, and the bit of nervousness I felt slightly showed.
Martha had been against my idea, but I was the one in charge and had swiftly overruled her decision.
While the fat-ass woman opted for safe, long-term investments, hammering on steady growth, I wanted to leap immediately. I knew the future and the opportunities that awaited. Rather than walk or run, I wanted to leap.
Truthfully, I was being greedy, but something to keep in mind was that I had a glider stuck to my back, I wasn't just jumping to my death.
Minutes flew by. I knew the basic time for me to go from Nicholas's mansion to the club was 40 minutes, and when 30 minutes went by, my worry began increasing.
I had just closed my eyes, beginning to refine the contingencies I had planned out, a wave going over the sea of Psion I had in my head as I checked on the fallen knight when my phone rang.
Calmly, I picked up the device, putting it to my ear, a smile spreading across my face.
"Hello, you took your time."
It was okay if the man at the front looked behind and spotted my nervousness; my underlings weren't allowed this privilege.
"Sorry for the delay, the deal is done."
"Hmm, how do you feel about it?"
"Watching three billion go out the window is heart-aching."
"Not out the window, Martha. Into the kitchen."
"I understand."
My POA's tone betrayed her feelings at the moment. Our scheme was just halfway done, and despite the major success, she looked at the major obstacle at the front pessimistically.
"I'm sure Nadia has already informed you of the current situation."
"Yes. It's quite worrying."
With no child or close family, I didn't think it was a stretch to say Martha saw Nadia as a daughter, and I assuaged the woman's fear.
"Don't worry, I didn't leave her without protection. Besides, Nicholas has already been called out."
"Understood."
"Should I inform them of your arrival?"
"Yeah, but keep my image and name anonymous."
"Are you sure, sir? That can lead to some serious chaos."
"Yeah, I should be fine."
"Okay…"
"Before you go, keep me a delicacy. I came across something unbecoming and would like to clear my head."
There was silence from the other side. The other person was probably trying to decode my words, then cautiously cautioned,
"How many?"
"Two."
"You don't have that much time to waste," she confidently replied, understanding my orders.
"There is still the after-party."
When I ended my call with Martha, I was in a much better mood. Martha might think I lacked understanding of the value of three billion, considering how easily it had come, but she was wrong. My experience in my past life had made me see desolation, the last obstacle in our path was no real problem to me.
The official side of things had been dealt with; I was fully ready to induce understanding into stubborn minds.
It took an extra 20 minutes outside my calculation for us to reach our destination. As I stepped out of the car, a warm breeze blew over, ruffling my hair and filling my nose with the rich smell of the sea.