An Undeliverable Gift?

Before absolute strength, all resistance was nothing but a paper tiger.

Even Mars seemed to have accepted his fate. He took the documents handed to him and signed every one without even looking at them.

As one of the major families in the Kalos Region, the Angeru Family possessed an extremely complicated range of assets.

More than a dozen staff members responsible for liquidating the assets worked from noon that day until the following afternoon before they finally finished.

But when money reached a certain amount, it was ultimately nothing more than a string of numbers.

The Dark Night Gym was not short on money anyway, and George did not feel much upon seeing that long string of digits.

Still, they had to take it with them.

That night, George's uncle secretly slipped back, only to find that everything had already been settled—and that his own nephew had been the one to win.

After George pressed him repeatedly, Uncle awkwardly admitted that he had already arranged a ship to another region. All that was left was helping George and the others pull off another Golden Cicada Shedding Its Shell.

George did not know whether to laugh or cry, but his heart was filled with gratitude.

At the very least, in this vast Kalos Region, there were still a few people who genuinely cared about him.

In the end, once all the assets had been transferred, the money that truly belonged to the Angeru Family was still considerable—more than enough to support Mars in his old age.

"Madam Manda, are you sure you don't want a divorce?"

Looking at Madam Manda before him, George could not help asking once more.

"Mm. No matter what mistakes Mars made in the past, at least he treated me well. And I don't believe she