Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives-Chapter 832: Complex

Villain Ch 832. Complex

Allen could almost see Geralt’s confused expression in his mind. He glanced around the quiet corner of the café, ensuring there was no one within earshot, including any nearby security cameras. Satisfied, he took a deep breath and decided to share the news with Geralt. "I’ve found my biological father," he said, his voice low but steady.

There was a brief pause before Geralt’s shocked response. "Really? That’s incredible, Allen! Did he receive you well? Do you have a new family now?" His excitement was clear in his voice.

Allen could hear the genuine excitement and happiness in Geralt’s voice, which made him smile. "Yeah, he did. And yes, I do have a new family now."

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Geralt’s tone shifted, becoming more analytical. "Oh, I understand. Does your father have a position in a big company? A successful manager? Is that why you invited me to the company meeting?" he threw some random guesses.

Allen chuckled softly as he could imagine Geralt’s teasing smile behind the phone. "Close. But he’s the owner, not the manager."

There was a brief silence, then Geralt’s voice came back, filled with awe. "Oh my God, it gets even better. Sweet! Tell me the name of the company," he said.

Allen hesitated for a moment, knowing the impact of his next words. "Ever heard of Goldborne?"

The line went silent for a second before Geralt’s voice hitched, and his laughter abruptly stopped. "Goldborne? You mean... Goldborne, who dominates the gaming and electronics industry?"

"Yeah, that one," Allen confirmed, bracing himself for Geralt’s reaction.

The next second, Allen heard Geralt’s enthusiastic scream. It was so loud that Allen had to move the phone away from his ear, cringing at the volume. He waited for a few moments until Geralt calmed down, bringing the phone back to his ear.

"Geralt, calm down," Allen said with a smile. "And listen, you need to keep this to yourself until the party is held. Can you do that for me?"

Geralt’s voice was still buzzing with excitement but more controlled. "Of course, Allen. This is amazing. I can’t believe it. Goldborne! Man, your life has changed so much.

I’m so happy for you."

Allen felt a warm surge of gratitude. "Thanks, Geralt. It has been a crazy ride, but I wanted you to be a part of this next step. You’ve always been there for me, and I can’t imagine celebrating without you."

"Of course, I’ll be there," Geralt said. "And don’t worry, my lips are sealed. I can’t wait to see you and hear all about it in person." Then he remembered something crucial. "Oh right, what about your family? Are you going to invite them too?"

Allen took a deep breath, knowing this was a delicate subject. "That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about. I want to invite Evan, but I don’t want to invite my stepdad and my mom."

Geralt was silent for a moment before speaking, his tone laced with a mixture of understanding and frustration. "Why wouldn’t you tell them? I mean, after all they’ve put you through, especially your stepdad. You should repay them a little. Show them that you can be happy without them and that you’ve found your real family."

Allen could hear the clear annoyance in Geralt’s voice, the protective anger of a friend who had seen too much of the pain caused by his family. "Believe me, Geralt, I also want to do that. But there will be a lot of reporters and business partners at the event. I don’t want them to mess things up. If I’m going to confront them, I’ll do it separately."

Geralt sighed, clearly disappointed but understanding. "Makes sense. So, what do you need me to do?"

"That’s why I need your help," Allen explained. "I want you to help convince my stepdad to let Evan go with you. You know how strict he is. He wouldn’t allow Evan to go to another city without his supervision."

Geralt cringed audibly over the phone. "True. He still treats Evan like a kid even though he’s an adult. I’m impressed Evan can still keep up with all of his nonsense."

Allen felt bad for his half brother. "Evan is strong. He’s always been the one to stand up for me, even when it cost him. I just want him to be there for this, but I need to do it without causing a huge fight."

Geralt was quiet for a moment, thinking. "Alright. I’ll do it. I’ll talk to your stepdad and make sure Evan can come. I’ll figure something out."

Allen sighed with relief as he explained the situation to Geralt. "I’ve also prepared a separate invitation for Evan. It still mentions Goldborne, but it doesn’t say anything about me. That way, it’ll look more official and less personal."

Geralt’s voice came through, filled with confidence. "That should make it easier then. I mean, Goldborne is a huge company. I can say they’re looking for potential people to recruit, and in this case, Evan is one of them. With my little charm skills in speaking, I should be able to do it."

Allen laughed, the tension easing from his shoulders as he imagined Geralt using his smooth-talking abilities to convince his stepdad and mom. "I guess I can leave this to you, then?"

"Absolutely," Geralt replied with a chuckle. "Just make sure they make a cool invitation that’s convincing. You know, something that stands out," he said in a joking tone.

"Gotcha," Allen said, feeling a renewed sense of hope. "I’ll get right on that. Thanks, Geralt. You’re a lifesaver."

"Anytime, Allen. Just focus on making everything perfect for the event. I’ll handle the rest."

After those words, Allen ended the call. He took a moment to compose himself before heading back to the table. He felt a sense of relief and anticipation, knowing that Geralt’s help would make a significant difference. Sharing the news with Geralt had made everything feel more real, more grounded.