Chapter 540 Next Year, On This Day, Will Be Your Memorial Day

Sebastian's words left Daniel utterly stunned. Holy cow! Was this guy really Anthony's apprentice?

That would make him, what, my apprentice’s apprentice? A grand-apprentice?

Wyatt suddenly remembered something and pointed at Daniel, then turned to Sebastian and asked,

"Hey Sebastian, this country bumpkin said I'm sick? Can you take a look and tell me if I'm really

sick?"

"Come on, Wyatt, with that glow in your cheeks, how could you be sick? You're stronger than an

ox!" Sebastian's words boosted Wyatt's confidence sky-high.

Puffing out his chest proudly, Wyatt turned to Daniel and boasted, "You hear that, bumpkin?

Sebastian just said I’m healthier and stronger than an ox!"

"What did you say? Healthier than an ox?" Daniel scoffed with a cold laugh. "Believing the

nonsense of a quack? With your condition, if you’re not careful, next year, on this day, could be the

day we remember you by!"

Daniel never joked when it came to medical matters. If he said Wyatt was sick, Wyatt was definitely

sick. And if he said Wyatt might die today, then there was a good chance it could happen!

Naturally, Daniel's words didn't sit well with Wyatt, who glared at him and asked icily, "You're saying

next year, on this day, will be my memorial? Are you saying I'm going to die today?"

"Wyatt, are you hard of hearing or is your brain just not working right? Did you not understand what

I said? I said next year, on this day could be your memorial if things aren't handled correctly. There's

a condition that needs to be met for you to die!"

"A condition? What condition?"

"If you want to stay alive, Wyatt, you can't touch a drop of alcohol today. If you so much as sip a

drop, you could kiss your life goodbye."

As soon as Daniel finished talking, Wyatt burst into raucous laughter.

"Hahaha..."

After his laugh, he shot back, "What's that now, bumpkin? One drink and I'll die? Do you have any

idea? I’ve sealed business deals over drinks for years. No one can beat me at the drinking table. I

drink every day like it's water, and you're telling me one drop will kill me? Hahaha... That's the

biggest joke I've ever heard!"

"Wyatt, I'm just looking out for you because you're an old classmate of Jessica. Whether you take

my advice or not is up to you. After all, it's your life on the line, not mine. If you want to drink, go

ahead—but remember, if something happens, you’re the one who'll pay, not me!"

Before Daniel could finish, Sebastian cut him off, "Wyatt, don't waste your time with this hick. You’re

in tip-top shape, strong as an ox. Drink as much as you want. Besides, I'm here, nothing to worry

about!"

Right then, a red Porsche 718 pulled up, and out stepped a flamboyant woman named Maya Stone.

She was considered the most gorgeous woman around, but that was only because Jessica had

stopped caring about those silly contests. Maya, though young, had made a name for herself as the

Public Relations Manager for The Perkins Organization.

The Perkins Organization, naturally, belonged to Washington's foremost family, The Perkins. And

the chairman of The Perkins Organization? That was Logan, the family's own steward.