The Understated Dragon Lord novel Chapter 570

Daniel’s commentary struck at Wyatt’s pride, an utter affront to him as a man. Wyatt glared at Daniel, fury etched into his features, and demanded, “What do you mean, country boy? What did you mean by what you just said?”

Daniel’s response was nonchalant, “I meant exactly what I said, nothing more.”

Enraged beyond measure, Wyatt pointed accusingly at Daniel, “Are you saying I’m not up to snuff?”

Wyatt's outburst prompted Daniel to meet his anger with a tranquil demeanour, “There’s no need for such a big reaction, Wyatt. Whether you’re capable or not isn't something someone else can state—it’s proven by action. If you’re really capable, Maya’s face will tell us.”

“You look at Maya; the fury, the frustration, the dissatisfaction—clear indications of your lacking performance!”

Wyatt was livid, and in an attempt to prove himself, he turned to Maya and bluntly inquired, “Am I incapable?”

Maya caught on to the situation and played along with an air of coquettishness, “Oh, you were magnificent, Wyatt! You were my first; how could you not be? Since I gave myself to you entirely, you should cherish me properly. For instance, by giving me ten or eight billion directly?”

Maya was without shame: all she was interested in was the money.

Wyatt seethed with anger at her response, “Are you blackmailing me, Maya?”

“You promised in the restroom, Wyatt. You said you’d satisfy any of my wishes, didn’t you?"

Maya refused to concede, instead continuing her seductive act. Wyatt flatly rejected the claim, “Did I ever say that? I don’t recall ever making such a promise.”

Men, as the saying goes, rarely take promises to women seriously, and Wyatt’s casual assurances were no exception. If he truly believed every promise he made, he’d end up bankrupt from the amount he’d spoken to countless women.

Harassed by Wyatt's intransigence, Maya persisted, “Wyatt, it's not very nice to back out now, is it?”

“Backing out? Where have I done that? I was clear from the start: I’d lend you one more billion, with interest at the bank's rate. If you want it, it's yours. If not, then forget it. If you keep haggling with me, I won’t lend you anything at all!”

Maya’s tenacity paid off: “I won't let you back out! I’m borrowing it, the full billion! I must recover double what I lost to this country boy!”

While Maya secured her loan, Sebastian still hadn’t managed to do so. Anxious, he said to Wyatt, “Lend me a billion, Wyatt! I'll give you double the bank's interest.”

Seeing Sebastian’s desperation, Wyatt saw an opportunity to enact the plan he had been brewing. He had thoroughly investigated Sebastian before inviting him to this get-together. Now that the fish had taken the bait, Wyatt smiled, “Sebastian, do you think I’m short on interest? You already owe me ninety-five million, and now you want another billion. What if you lose to the country boy again? How will you repay me?”

“My life! If I lose again, my life will belong to you, Wyatt.”