Charmaine nodded. "Yeah, I understand, Grandpa. I just didn't think that someone dressed like that could actually be some sort of prodigious doctor. Logically speaking, someone like him wouldn't be short of money, right?"

"Hehe." Henry chuckled. "Savants like him probably treat this as training!" Severin had piqued his curiosity greatly.

"Training?" Charmaine's brows furrowed and she seemed a little puzzled.

"Training the mind is a form of training too. Great recluses might choose to stay at a city and keep a low-profile. Some savants might already be able to see through many things. Anyway, the thoughts of such reclusive savants aren't something that ordinary people like us are able to figure out!"

Henry chuckled, and then said poignantly, "The reason us Longhorns are where we are today is in no small part due to a savant that helped us in the past!"

Charmaine nodded pensively after hearing that.

At that moment, Severin had already arrived outside a bank. He frowned when he looked at the purplish-gold bank card that Old Wacko had left to him. "Old Wacko said that there's a lot of money inside the account, and he doesn't even know how much there is inside! He also told me that I had to pay a visit to Dracodeus Isle it on the fifteenth of August for destiny or something like that. Well, there's still over a month to go until then!"

As Severin's fingers caressed the Dracodeus Ring that Old Wacko had given to him, his lips curled into a smile and he walked right into the bank.

"Security! Security! Why isn't security during their job! How could you let someone with such raggedy clothes in here? Is this the kind of establishment where hobos are allowed in too? Gosh, you can smell the stench of this person's poverty from a mile away!"

Severin had taken just a few steps in when a lady wearing lavish jewelry yelled at the security guard with a look of disgust.

The security guard came over, smiled awkwardly at Severin, and said, "Sir, please leave if you have no business here."

Severin's face soured. He looked at the security guard and shot back, "What nonsense are you talking about? Why would I come in if I don't have any business here?"

The security guard looked at the lady and turned to Severin again. He felt as if he had been put in a tight spot as he asked, "What sort of business do have here, then?"

Severin flashed his bank card and said with a triumphant smile, "I'm here to withdraw some cash!"

"I see. There's a self-service ATM over there..." The security guard smiled.

Severin said in some disdain, "But what if I want to withdraw a hundred thousand? Or two hundred thousand? Will the ATM be able to handle such a huge request? I'm worried there might not be enough money in the ATM."

"Pfft, how ridiculous. A hundred thousand? Or two hundred thousand? I'm not sure the account linked to your card has that amount of money!" The lady said sarcastically when she heard of that.

At the end of her sentence, she looked carefully at the card in Severin's hand. "What kind of card is that? I've never seen something like that before. Is it some membership card you picked up by the side of the road? Oh, I know, you're probably one of those from the loony bins…"

"What's going on here?" It was then that the bank manager came over and casually asked about the situation.

"Does your bank issue this sort of card? This kid right here is dressed in worn-out clothes, but he says he wants to withdraw several hundred thousand. Does he even have that much money? Hey, everyone! Look here! This fool is trying to pretend as if he's some big shot by waving around a card he probably picked up from the trash! Why isn't security chasing this hobo out yet? He's a damn eyesore!"

The lady had two bodyguards with her, and her yells were so loud that it drew the attention of almost everyone there.

Severin, however, was in no mood to entertain her nonsense. He stepped forward, slapped the woman on the face, and said, "My clothes might be a little black here and there, but I'm a million times better than someone with heart as black as yours!"

The lady was completely caught by surprise, and could not believe that Severin had slapped her. After a while, her chest began heaving due to anger, and she pointed at Severin while saying, "See! That b*stard just slapped me! Damn prick. Don't you know who I am?"

"I don't need to know who you are to slap you." Severin grinned icily and had a contemptuous look on his face, as if he was looking at a clown.

If supreme individuals like the Four Great War Heroes based their actions around his mood, he would have no reason to be afraid of some rich woman from such a small city.

"Are you trying to get yourself beat up? She's the wife of the Eastshine Group's president, Preston Kingsley! Where did you get the courage to slap her?" The two bodyguards rushed forward aggressively. With a tall and robust figure, they had an intimidating calmness in their eyes and seemed really skilled at hand-to-hand combat.

"The Eastshine Group?" Severin appeared shocked, but see he soon grinned and said, "Doesn't ring a bell!"

"You're asking for it!" The two bodyguards looked at each other, took a step forward, and punched Severin one after another.

However, Severin raised his foot and delivered two consecutive kicks to both the bodyguards. They ended up collapsing to the ground while clutching their chests in pain.

The rich lady had been maintaining her arrogant expression all throughout, but when she saw the two bodyguards collapsing to the ground and having difficulty getting up, she was so frightened that she squatted on the ground and screamed, "Ah, he's…he's assaulting us!"

"Shut your damn mouth or I'll kick you too!" Severin lifted his leg, scaring the woman into closing her mouth. Both her legs were trembling too.

Seconds later, Severin spoke with a weird expression, "Oh, didn't you say that you're the wife of Mister Preston Kingsley, the Eastshine Group's president? How could you embarrass yourself like this? It's so shameful! Hey, everyone, look! She wet herself in the bank lobby. She must be one of those from the loony bins."

The lady lowered her head and saw that her skirt was soaking wet. She had peed herself out of fear.

"Ah, I…"

She felt so ashamed and angry that she wanted to stand up and flee the scene, but she had just only begun to get up when Severin's stare scared her into squatting back down again.

"Hahaha!" A number of bystanders laughed after seeing the woman wet herself in fear.

The manager from earlier was startled by the sequence of events and immediately went to look for the bank's branch director.

After a while, a man wearing gold-rimmed eyeglasses walked over.

"T-t-that's him, Sir. He's the one causing trouble here!"

The female manager stood some distance away from Severin and pointed at him in fear.

The branch director seemed angry at first, but as soon as he saw the bank card in Severin's hand, he felt so frightened that he even trembled. "A V-V-V-V-Violet-Gold C-C-Card?"

Severin glanced at the man. "Did you guys seriously let someone with a stutter become the president?"

The branch director tried his best to calm down and said to Severin, "H-h-hello, Sir, welcome to our b-b-bank. May I have the honor to serve you personally?"

"Sir, what's this Violet-Gold Card you're talking about? Why haven't I heard of it before? I've only heard of the Black Card before!" The female manager knew that there was a story behind the card after seeing the branch director's ingratiating demeanor.

"Of course, you haven't. You couldn't even if you wanted to. Less than ten of these cards have been issued by our bank, and each one of them are in the hands of powerful people. It's not the kind of thing that you can own just because you're rich. Even those who have a net worth of billions don't necessarily have the privilege to own it," the branch director said to the manager.

When the female manager heard this, her legs became weak and she nearly collapsed on the ground. The Violet-Gold card was the highest-level bank card issued by their headquarters, and there were only ten such cards in existence. yet one of those cards just happened to appear in a small city like Brookbourn.

Severin froze for a moment, then frowned again. "F*cking hell! Does it really contain that much money? That old geezer told me that there's 'some' money in the card for me to spend!"

"Only ten in existence? Even those with a net worth of billions might not have the privilege of owning them?!" After hearing those remarks, the woman who had peed herself earlier proceeded to pee herself again. She felt as though the neurons in her brain had short-circuited.

Nevertheless, she still could not believe that a disheveled, hobo-like young man in worn-out clothes could have that much money.

She looked up to the branch director and said to him, "This must have been a mistake, right? Who knows if that bank card is a fake? Maybe it just looks the same? Do you really think someone like him could own a card like that? Is he fit to own such a card?"

Severin frowned immediately after hearing that. "And what kind of person would you deem fit enough to own such a card? Someone like yourself?"

The woman, though still somewhat reluctant to accept what was happening, kept quiet when she remembered how strong his strength was.

The bank's branch director said coldly, "I've only seen a similar bank card once, and that was by chance. Who would have the time to forge a fake one and try deceive us?" After answering the woman, he bowed slightly in a sycophantic manner and smiled at Severin. "Sir, may I have the honor of personally serving you today? Just ask for me whenever you need to make any transactions in the future!"

In fact, the bank manager did have a fair amount of doubt over whether Severin's bank card was genuine, but he knew better than to take a risk on the chance that the card was a fake. If his guess was wrong and he ended up offending the card owner, he would almost certainly be sacked from his job.

Furthermore, it would be easy to find out whether or not the card was fake. The truth would be exposed before any transaction could even commence, and there would still be time for him to chase the fraudulent person away!

"Well, the thing is, I don't know just how much money is inside this card. It was given to me by someone else, and I came here because I wanted to check the balance! While I'm at it, I'd like you to link my cell phone number so the SMS notification service can be activated. That'll make it easier for me to check the balance whenever I want!"

Severin's nonchalance nearly left everyone present there aghast.

"That bank card has to be a fake, right? Who'd be so stupid as to give him something like that?" The rich woman was secretly delighted to hear that and stood up at once. "You've just exposed your own lies!"

Severin, however, slapped her with the back of his hand once more. "You sure talk a lot of nonsense."

"You! You slapped me again!" The woman was even more aggrieved than before. She squatted on the ground again and started crying, lamenting that Severin lacked ethics and had no hesitation in slapping women!

"Alright then, Sir. Do come with me. May I ask for your name, please?" The branch director, however, was very respectful.

"My name is Severin Feuillet!"

"How handsome, remarkable, and distinctive! A name like that will almost certainly propel you to much greater heights in life!"

...

Severin came out a few minutes later.

"Here's my business card, Mister Feuillet. If there's anything you need in the future, please feel free to contact me. Serving you is an honor, and a great pleasure!" The branch director followed Severin out and bowed even more than before.

"Um…Mister Feuillet, here's my business card too. Let's have tea whenever you're free! You can come to my house for dinner too if you like!" The beautiful manager followed him from behind as well. She seemed to be rather desperate and practically only stopped short of inviting him to spend the night with her.

The rich lady and her bodyguards from earlier had not left yet, and she was dumbfounded when she saw kind of attitude that the manager and the branch director were displaying toward Severin. There seemed to be no doubt, then, that the bank card had to be real.

After Severin left the bank, he looked at the card in his hand and smiled wryly before looking up to the sky and saying, "Man, you really are a nutjob, aren't you? The money inside the account is almost like a nation's coffers! And you told me that it's just 'a little money'? Are you playing a prank on me? I nearly had a stroke when I saw just how much money was inside!"

Severin knew that there had to be money in the account linked to that bank card—after all, the Old Wacko was a savant.

What Severin did not expect was the sheer number of zeros.

After pondering over his next move, Severin decided to get a haircut, then shop for some clothes so he could dress better when he had lunch with Henry at the Richemont Hotel later.

After all, Henry was obviously someone from the higher echelon of society, and it would also be inappropriate to visit the hotel if he was dressed as he was then. Once his long and messy hair had been cut, Severin looked a little more handsome than before, as his chiseled face had an unwavering character to it, while his short hair lent him a buoyant and refreshing look too.

"All that's needed now for me to be a dashing debonair is a couple of decent clothes!" Severin looked at himself through the reflection at the store entrance and could not help but flatter himself.

Just as he was about to go shopping for clothes however, he saw a helmeted woman riding an electric bicycle into a nearby residential area. Upon seeing her rear figure, black hair, and the electric bicycle's design, Severin had a sudden realization. "It's her!"

Indeed, it was none other than the woman whom he saw sending a money-filled envelope to his house the evening before, the same one who had been secretly helping his parents. Curiosity immediately prompted him to find out the woman's identity, as well as the reason behind why she was helping his family!

After seeing that she was about to enter the community, Severin immediately followed her from a distance. The neighborhood there was a bit old, and after the woman parked her electric bicycle downstairs, she took off her helmet and let her hair down.

Severin gasped at the woman's beautiful hair and side profile, for he was slightly startled to see that she was an exceptionally beautiful woman.

Alas, he could not remember just who she was! He previously wondered if she was a relative or a former classmate, but that did not appear to be the case.

The woman went upstairs in a hurry with a small cake.

Severin followed stealthily without making a sound. After the woman reached the third floor, she opened the door to her unit and walked in. "Selene! I'm back!"

"You brought cake too? Yay, there's cake! Thanks, Mom!" a childlike voice said from inside the unit, and it was likely that the child was the woman's daughter.

Severin felt an inexplicable twinge of disappointment after knowing that the other party had a daughter. The woman was genuinely beautiful, and Severin felt that her beauty was almost flawless when he caught a glimpse of it from the side earlier. In addition, she has taken the initiative to help his parents for so many years, which shows that she was kind at heart. Had she been single, Severin would consider marrying her and giving her happiness.

Unfortunately, she seemed to already have a daughter that was about three-or four-years old.

When the woman entered the room, she did not close the door because she was carrying a whole bag of vegetables along with the cake. She merely hooked the door with her foot to try and close it, but a finger-sized gap remained as it did not close completely.

Severin stood outside the door and looked through the gap to try and see the woman's face, since he might be able to remember who she was if she saw it from the front instead of only from the side.

The woman came out of the kitchen after putting the vegetables there, and she patted her adorable, round-faced daughter's head while saying dotingly, "I forgot about your birthday because I've been too busy recently. Since I have day off today, I thought I could give you a special birthday celebration and buy you a cake to make it up to you. Are you happy to hear that?"

"I am! Thank you, Mom!"

Selene's face was full of smiles, but it did not take long for her to frown and pout. She asked coquettishly, "When will Dad come back, Mom? When will he be able to eat cake with us?"

The smile on the woman's face slowly disappeared when she heard that, but she eventually forced a smile again and said to the little girl in front of her, "Didn't I tell you that your father went out to earn a lot of money? Things will get better for us once he earns a lot of money!"

Severin gave it a little thought before finally deciding to walk up to the door and knock on it.

"Who is it?" The beautiful woman frowned when she heard the knock on the door and immediately walked over. She looked carefully at Severin and seemed to be a little lost in thought.

"Hi, may I ask who are you?" Severin asked in a serious tone as he stared at the flawlessly beautiful woman in front of her.

"I'm the one who should be asking you that question. You're the one who came to me, after all." The woman smiled and folded her arms. Mere words could not describe just how beautiful that smile was.

Severin frowned and said, "Oh, my name is Severin Feuillet. I'd like to know who you are and why you're helping my parents by giving them money every month. You call yourself a friend of mine, but I don't really remember having someone like you as a friend!" He had this feeling at the back of his mind that the woman in front of him was a little familiar, just that he could not remember who she was. For that reason, he decided to ask her once and for and get to the bottom of it. Perhaps she could be his high school classmate or something of the sort. Hence, it would be understandable for him not to recognize her since they had not met each other for several years already.

When the beautiful woman in front of him heard that his name was Severin, the smile on her face froze instantly.

There seemed to be a kind of burning anger in her eyes, for they started turning red as tears began to well up in her eye sockets.

In the end, the woman finally closed her eyes, exhaled heavily, and controlled her emotions before opening her eyes again. She pushed Severin back, walked out of the house, and said to Selene inside, "Could you excuse me for a bit, sweetie? I need to talk to this man." She closed the door soon after.

"We know each other?" Severin was at a loss when he saw the woman's reaction. He tried hard to remember who she was, but to no avail. It boggled him why that woman was looking at him with a somewhat murderous gaze.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be released so early. I thought you'd have another five years to go before they set you free!" The woman smiled, seemingly in self-mockery, and then suddenly raised her hand to slap Severin. "You jerk!"

It was likely a conditioned reflex that led Severin to grab her arm as soon as she stretched out her hand. "What's gotten into you, woman? I honestly can't remember when we last met, but I am definitely not a jerk. Did you mistake me for someone else?"

"Nope! It's you, for sure! I'd recognize you even if you were burnt into ash!" The woman looked fiercely at Severin despite him grabbing her arm tightly. "Don't you remember me? I'm Diane Shanahan! The woman whose life you've ruined! I'm Diane Shanahan! My life wouldn't've been like this if it weren't for you, you irresponsible b*stard!"

"Diane Shanahan?" Severin pondered carefully over that name, but he still did not know who she was, or when he even met someone with that name.

However, her face did feel a little familiar to her.

"I swear, I don't know who you are, and I can't remember where we met. I don't recall anyone of my classmates or acquaintances with the name Diane." Severin let go of her hand, and continued, "Tell me how much money you've given to my family over the years and I'll pay everything back to you!"

"That's funny! Really funny!" Diane laughed in despair and took two steps back. Tears dripped down her face as she yelled, "You'll pay? Are you even able to pay up? What will you use to pay me back? How will you return my youth back to me? How are you going to make up for everything I suffered in the past few years?"

Severin was speechless, but he could sense that she was in genuine anguish. Clearly, her tears were real, and she was not pretending either.

"You're being too emotional now, so I'd rather not talk to you when you're in this condition. We'll talk once you calm down!" Severin looked at her helplessly. He did not know how to comfort her, so he finally decided to walk back down.

"Uwaaah!" After Severin left, Diane crouched on the ground and cried helplessly. Unbeknownst to her, the door opened slowly and the little girl inside peeked out.

When Selene saw the sobbing Diane, she came out and stretched out her small hand to hold Diane's hand. "Why are you crying, Mom? Did that man bully you? There, there. Don't cry, Mom..." Selene became teary-eyed while speaking.

Diane raised her head, wiped away her tears, and finally touched Selene's head while saying, "Okay, Selene. I won't cry. You shouldn't cry too, okay?"

"Okay!" Selene nodded obediently.

"Selene, do you really miss your dad?" Diane could not help but ask when she looked at her adorable little daughter.

Selene nodded. "Other children have dads, so I want a dad too. I don't want to be a fatherless child!"

Upon hearing that, Diane stood up, exhaled heavily once more, and said to Selene, "How about you go watch some TV? Your father will be coming back soon. I'm going to pick him up later and bring him back. We can celebrate your birthday together and eat cake. Would you like that?"

"Is that true?" When Selene heard what her mother said, her big eyes widened considerably at that moment and she clapped her little hands excitedly while prancing about. "Yay! Dad's coming back home! Will he buy me some toys? "

"He will. He'll buy lots and lots toys!" Diane felt an ache in her heart. She had been lying to her daughter all along, saying that her father had been working someplace for to earn a lot of money so he could come back and buy her lots of toys.

Selene really seemed to be looking forward to having a father by her side.

"Okay, Selene. I'll go find your father soon. You just stay home and watch TV, okay?" Diane switched on the television for Selene and closed the door as she left.

"Diane Shanahan…hmm…Diane Shanahan…dammit! Who is this Diane Shanahan?" Severin was walking on the road with a confused expression on his face. He kept scratching his head but could not remember who in the hell was Diane Shanahan.

"Am I a jerk?" Severin smiled bitterly and eventually said, "I don't think so. I probably just met some crazy woman!"

All of a sudden, an Audi A4 stopped just a little ahead of Severin. After the person inside rolled down the window, a beautiful, short-haired woman stuck her head out and looked at Severin. "Severin? It really is you!"

"Quinn? Quinn Janssen? From college?" Severin was stunned for a moment, and quickly remembered that the woman was a classmate from his college days.

The man who was driving the car turned around and smiled at Severin. "Been a long time, Severin! Our classmates couldn't stop talking about what happened to you. None of us expected that a top student like yourself would go to prison! And it's even surprising to see that you've been released so soon! You must've received a reduced sentence after behaving yourself in there!"

Then, the man thought for a while and added, "It's five years, right? Tsk, tsk. Five long years! I can't even begin to imagine it! How does prison food taste, by the way? You're the only one in our class who has experienced it, you have to tell us what it tastes like!"