The Story's Formula Was Beginning to Show

"Little Betty, did you just say you'd picked one out too?"

Chaos was very interested in the second Devil Fruit Betty had chosen.

That woman had terrible taste, so he needed to make sure she'd picked well.

"Is there a problem?"

Betty gave a coquettish snort.

She glanced sideways at Enel, her eyes full of disdain.

"Hee-haw~"

"Actually, I've picked one out too!"

Ivankov flipped through the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia and found the one that interested him.

There was no helping it.

One after another, everyone in the group had eaten a second Devil Fruit. He had to keep up with the group.

Now that both Betty and Ivankov had found Devil Fruits they liked, only Stussy and Caesar were left. The Richest Group was about to enter the age of dual Devil Fruit powers.

Just as Chaos was about to ask what they'd picked, he suddenly turned toward Gold City.

"What's that guy doing here?"

"He wouldn't come without a reason. Something's up."

Meanwhile.

At the Gaia Building, a figure took shape.

It was Dragon, who had rushed there in a cloud of dust.

For his son's sake.

He was prepared to pay a heavy price this time, and might even end up at odds with the Richest Group.

He could only hope things went smoothly!

When Dragon arrived at the office, he found Stussy there.

He'd thought she might refuse to see him.

"What is it?"

Stussy sat in her chair without even making an effort to stand.

She simply stared at Dragon with an expressionless face.

"I'm here to apologize."

Dragon placed a package on the coffee table by the sofa. He didn't grovel or act like he was beneath her.

An apology was one thing. Flattery and ingratiation were another.

After all, strictly speaking, the Gold