Donning Stewart, a young man who once deceived Earl Cuff, claims to be from the Stewart family. Earl Cuff has mentioned this name many times in front of him. Every time this name is mentioned, Earl Cuff's anger reaches its peak because this young man almost ruined Cuff. When Walcott heard the name, he frowned. "Mr. Donning, I don't think we know each other." Walcott didn't want to talk to a dangerous person at all. He wanted to close the door. Donning got the news through various channels. As Cuff's financial advisor, Walcott is in charge of all Cuff's wealth. Next, his plan is to start from here. He has found out all about Walcott these days. Putting his hand against the door, Donning took out a bundle. "Mr. Walcott, if you don't want to explain this bundle to the security bureau, then be polite. It's best to invite me in and have a drink." Walcott's hand holding the door was trembling. He was too familiar with that bundle. It was the bundle used to hold the money given to Arovia. How could it be in this young man's hands? Damn Arovia, Walcott cursed in his heart, but his mouth was very respectful. He stepped aside. "Please come in, Mr. Donning. I am certainly happy to have a drink with an outstanding young man like you." Arovia loves money, but this doesn't mean he has no brains. In the slums, Arovia is praised as the most intelligent person. This is why Cuff chose Arovia as the representative at that banquet. Donning chose Arovia for this reason. After receiving the money that night, the first person Arovia found was Donning. He buried most of the money underground and took a thousand Caesars in a bundle to find Donning. "Mr. Donning, someone offered a thousand Caesars and hoped that I would go to the abandoned high tower outside the town to help him find something." Arovia gave the cloth bag and a thousand Caesars to Donning. "In view of your kindness to me, I want to share this thousand Caesars with you. Although this is nothing worth mentioning for a big shot like you, this is my intention. Please accept it." Donning didn't refuse and took the cloth bag and took five hundred Caesars. "Arovia, go ahead. This is a good opportunity to make money." Afterwards, Arovia disappeared. Donning didn't run around for him as Arovia imagined. People who died for money are not worthy of pity. And Arovia's intention was to kidnap such a smart person on board with five hundred Caesars. At that time, even if there was danger, Donning, who had accepted part of the employer's money, would also be hard to get rid of the responsibility. It was just exploitation. When he later encountered a low-level necromancer and got that cloak, Donning knew that the high tower that Arovia went to look for was the residence of Caposo, Cuff's helper. Then he understood the stakes. Cuff wanted to solve this slum troublemaker who took the lead, so he did this by paying money. And Donning guessed that the person who could run errands and give money for Cuff was of course this financial advisor in charge of financial power. Now Walcott's reaction after seeing this cloth bag has proved that his guess is correct. Entering the house and sitting down, Donning snapped his fingers comfortably. "Good luck. It seems that it's not just a glass of red wine. It's dinner time. My stomach is just protesting." Taking the plate of steak that hadn't been touched yet, cutting off a piece and putting it in his mouth, Donning looked back and complained a little. "Mr. Walcott, your level of frying steak is really terrible. It's a bit overcooked." Walcott was still standing at the door, his body trembling. He came to his senses and closed the door. Like a gust of wind, he rushed to Donning and took back the steak. "Well, devil, what do you want to do? You deceived Cuff. What do you want to do to me? Be quick." His anger overcame his fear. Someone entered his home, but he had no way to drive the other person away. Few people can tolerate this feeling of being coerced. "Mr. Walcott, don't be nervous. Put away your anger. I think you have misunderstood. I am not interested in doing anything to you. My goal is Cuff, as you know." Donning leaned sideways and brought his face closer. With a hideous smile. "I think our goals are the same, Cuff's wealth." Walcott finally breathed a sigh of relief a little and sat down on the opposite position. "Sorry, I won't agree to attack my benefactor because of a torn cloth bag that I don't know where it came from. Earl Cuff has been very kind to me." Of course he expected to get Cuff's wealth, but he wanted to keep it all for himself. He wouldn't share it with others. As for that cloth bag, maybe the other party just picked it up by chance somewhere. He had to gamble. Maybe he would win. People are like this. Greed is like a bottomless pit that will never be filled. Gamblers are the same. If there is not the last glimmer of hope that is shattered, they will never compromise. "Look, someone is taking a chance." Donning shook the bundle placed next to him. "When Arovia took this bundle from you, I don't think you expected that he found me and told me everything that happened that day." Damn... Then everything is exposed. Walcott's psychological defense was finally broken. He slumped on the chair, sweat dripping down his forehead, and his lips trembling. "Well, I admit that I am coveting Earl Cuff's property, but he has become vigilant and not easy to deal with. I have thought of many ideas, but he has rejected them all." Donning tapped on the table with his fingers, making a soft thumping sound. The room was silent. Walcott's eyes were fixed on his fingers. Having one's fate controlled by others is really not a fun thing. "Tell me, your new method." Donning decided to listen to the opinion of this financial advisor first. He believed that under the circumstances that those methods didn't work, the financial advisor should have a new idea. Two people are always easier to think of things than one person. Walcott told his method. "But that's just a threat. If the old guy doesn't give in, I don't think I will really send him to prison at the cost of ruining my future. Mr. Donning, you won't do this, right? For God's sake, we are partners now." He put his hands together and prayed. The Cuff Earl in his mouth has become an old guy, and there is no need to use honorifics anymore. "Dear friend, you are right. We are partners. I will not really send my partner to prison." Donning comforted the other party in a gentle tone. If he wanted to send Cuff to prison and accept legal trial, he wouldn't be sitting here. Once Cuff is sent to prison for legal trial, then his property will be confiscated and it will be cheap for those corrupt government officials. A perfect enough plan must be thought of. Walcott has never felt so tormented. It's like being roasted on a fire. "What should we do? I can't think of a good way anymore." "Don't worry, there will be a way." Donning wanted Walcott to calm down. His pajamas were all soaked with sweat. Obviously, before his arrival, Walcott planned to have a meal and then fall asleep. But now he probably can't sleep either. Those poor people outside can't be wasted in vain. They must be made to do something else. Donning's voice was very soft to avoid making Walcott too nervous. "My friend, you used to work in a bank, right? You must have a way to complete the procedures for Cuff to transfer assets, right?" Walcott became embarrassed. "But that requires the old guy to sign and confirm. It would be best if his badge seal could be stamped. As I said, he has become vigilant and will not agree." "Believe me, I will have a way. You just need to do as I say." Donning smiled smugly. Early the next morning, Walcott put on a clean dark blue suit and a top hat and went to the national bank office in the town to handle the property transfer procedures. "Walcott, are you still helping that big liar? Listen to me. Get away from there quickly. Otherwise, you will also be in trouble." The old acquaintance at the bank handed the completed procedures to Walcott. Walcott said righteously and a little dissatisfied. "Friend, mind your own business. If it weren't for Earl Cuff, I think I would still be a small clerk in the bank. He is a good person." He said against his will. "I will handle Earl Cuff's property well. I cannot live up to his trust." After leaving the bank, the old acquaintance at the bank stared at Walcott who was already a little bald. "You will pay the price for your stupid decision. Do you think that big liar can reward you with part of his property because of your loyalty? Dream on." For fairness, Walcott opened a public account in his own and Donning's names. The wealth of Earl Cuff was shared by the two of them when it came into their hands. At the gate of Cuff Manor, the gate of the manor was opened, and those poor people were gone. On the road leading to the fortress, there were many vegetable leaves and spilled pebbles. Those common people opened the iron gate and rushed in. If Earl Cuff was killed by these common people with rotten vegetable leaves and pebbles, then the property would be confiscated. He must go and handle the procedures as soon as possible. Walcott entered the already tightly sealed fortress through another secret passage. He could clearly hear the clamor of those common people. Many glasses were smashed by pebbles. Walcott finally found Cuff hiding under the bed in the bedroom. His mental state was very bad. His pale hair was messy, and his beard was a little knotted because he hadn't taken care of it for a long time. Those servants were all gone, and Cuff couldn't even get his three meals. Seeing Walcott, Cuff was like grabbing the last straw. Wearing a stinky pajamas, he grabbed Walcott's collar with both hands. "Walcott, quickly, quickly help me drive away those common people. They have destroyed my manor. They are about to rush into the fortress. They are going to kill me." Walcott helped the malnourished and wrinkled Cuff to sit by the bed and brought a glass of cold water from the kitchen. "Earl Cuff, you have to calm down." Cuff took the water glass and gulped down a few mouthfuls. His body trembled and he muttered to himself. "It's over. Everything is over. I will die here. I must leave here." He looked up with expectant eyes. "Walcott, you will help me, right?"