It wasnât easy requesting to meet Edgar,, not even for the president. However, Edgar, still couldnât help
but feel surprised to see such celebrities show up at his door all of a sudden.
Edgar,
Alex
Edgar,
Alex
Since Daya used to be a famous singer, she wasnât unfamiliar with those two. Yet now, with her
memories from her past lives, her life was much more different than what it used to be. She was slightly
confused to see Timaeus and Ronaldo here but didnât think much about it.
Compared to celebrities and footballers, they were indeed the ones standing at the very top.
Those he idolized in the past were just a bunch of mortals to them now.
âWhatâs so surprising about that? Youâre a bigger star compared to them.â
âIf you went over and told them youâre the owner of this house, they would surely kneel before you.â
Dayaâs words were correct.
Edgar, had become a very famous and influential figure after Michelle publicized his achievements. No
one could possibly afford to ignore his status and title.
Edgar,
Alex
These people still wanted to queue up for the meat, despite it being in the middle of the night. The line
wasnât even moving one bit, which was enough to show that these people were desperate.
They stood there, receiving quite a lot of information from the crowd.
âSay, how much more divine beast meat do you think the Rockefellerâs still have?â
âLook at how many are lined up here. I donât think thereâd be enough, even if theyâre only limited to half
a kilogram per person.â
âWhat are you worried about? Donât you guys know that Divine Envoys from Mount Oro came by their
manor recently, but they couldnât defeat the Rockefellerâs, and they never came back out. Where else
do you think theyâve gone to, eh? They all became divine beast meatâ¦â
Since it was pretty boring to wait, people decided to chat. So Edgar, and the others were able to
understand the situation after hearing this.
Edgar,
Alex
âBut⦠Whoâs selling the meat?â
âIt must be Michelle. Ah⦠That little girl.â
Shirley smiled. âHey Edgar,, your meat stall must be doing pretty good. Even Timaeus Cruise and
Ronaldo are buying from you.â
Edgar,
Alex
Edgar, raised a brow and replied in a harsh tone, âIâll sell you off. How about that?â
Edgar,
Alex
Shirley stuck her tongue out. âWill you? Weâre battle buddies, though.â
The group continued to chat while walking towards the manor.
Suddenly, they were stopped in their tracks by a group of tall, well-built men, all wearing black suits and
shades, even though it was very late. One might even misunderstand and think they were blind.
Edgar, frowned. âWhat are you doing?â
Edgar,
Alex
A man pointed towards the queue. âLine up!â
Edgar, replied, âThis is my house. Why should I line up?â
Edgar,
Alex
The man scoffed. âThis is your house?! Why donât you say youâre Edgar, Rockefeller himself, huh? Run
along now, or you wonât be getting your share!â
Edgar,
Alex
Slightly upset, Edgar, rubbed his nose. âIs it wrong to want to go home?â
Edgar,
Alex
Another woman spoke up, âSome people are just so shameless, their parents mustâve raised them
poorly. They lack basic manners and attempt to be the Rockefellerâs.â
âJust look at yourself⦠Who do you think you are? You donât even deserve to lick Edgar, Rockefellerâs
shoes!â
Edgar,
Alex
Edgar, was speechless as the ladies started giggling. Daya burst out in laughter as well.
Edgar,
Alex
âWhatever. Iâm not about to pick a fight with yâall!â Edgar, rubbed his nose again.
Edgar,
Alex
âGeez. What am I supposed to do here?â
That woman wasnât done. Likely bored from standing in line, she started murmuring. âYou are all really
ill mannered for such normal looking people.â
âEveryone here is lining up, so why wonât you? Is it because you guys have horns? Saying youâre not
going to pick a fight with us⦠Do you even have the intelligence to do so?â
âYou should get out a little more, learn some stuff, make yourself useful. You should know by now that
Mr. Rockefeller could kill you with the flick of a finger.â
âHahâ¦â Edgar, huffed.
Edgar,
Alex
Just then, the gates to the manor flung open as the Rockefellerâs rushed out.