Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 1150 - 1155: Simple Meal

Chapter 1150: Chapter 1155: Simple Meal

The cost was too high for Yang Yi to complete Aaron’s first task.

Now Yang Yi could accept his own scoundrel nature, but every time he saw Petra truly smile from her heart upon seeing him, he had to put his soul through a moral inquisition.

Alright, the time has come. It’s time to dump Petra, to end this relationship that’s entirely devoid of foundation, one fully built on deception.

But the problem was that Yang Yi found he couldn’t do it, and moreover, he had found a new excuse.

Petra’s father now stood in the same trenches as Yang Yi—no, that’s not quite right to say, but Oscar Bell indeed shared a common goal with him, that’s a much more accurate description.

If he abandoned Petra at this moment, he could also forget about dealing with Bell Securities.

For the greater plan, Yang Yi must continue dating Petra—an excellent excuse.

Yang Yi had deceived himself, and that eased his conscience considerably, allowing him to appear genuinely happy when meeting Petra’s parents.

"Sir, madam, it’s a pleasure to meet you both."

Yang Yi spoke rather formally. Oscar Bell seemed at ease, sitting on the sofa and casually gesturing towards Yang Yi, saying, "In a while, you’ll get to taste the best walnut pie in the world. You’re in luck. Take a seat. Would you like a drink?"

Oscar Bell’s appearance was vastly different from what Yang Yi had seen before. Today, he dressed casually, and even his expression seemed laid-back.

Yang Yi casually sat next to Oscar Bell and helped himself to a bottle of liquor on the table, pouring it into the glass that had been set out for him.

"Cheers."

"Cheers!"

"Drink less!"

"You guys should drink less."

The two women chimed in just in time, after which Yang Yi and Oscar Bell exchanged a smile and then downed their glasses of brandy in one gulp.

Yang Yi wasn’t a fan of strong liquor because he couldn’t hold his liquor, and it seemed Oscar Bell couldn’t either, as his face was already slightly flushed.

Exhaling, Oscar Bell looked at Yang Yi and said, "You’ve done it, even though I don’t know how you did it, but... you really did."

Yang Yi smiled and replied, "I haven’t done anything, it’s just my luck working overtime."

Oscar Bell pointed one finger towards Yang Yi and said, "I like your prudence, I really do. Frankly speaking, I don’t want Petra involved with men of overly complicated identities. And this isn’t about wealth, but your prudence makes me believe you won’t bring too much trouble home."

"Yes, being a little cautious can indeed be better."

Oscar Bell licked his lips and suddenly said, "I’ve earned four and a half billion US Dollars. Just in the time we’ve been talking, hang on, let me check."

Oscar Bell picked up his phone, made a couple of swipes, then smiled again at Yang Yi, "During our conversation, I’ve just made another twenty-two million US Dollars. Opportunities like this don’t come often, but they’re also not rare; every couple of years there’s always a chance."

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Yes, congratulations."

Oscar Bell said indifferently, "Is there really any need to continue with the arms trade?"

Yang Yi knew what Oscar Bell wanted to discuss with him. For the sake of his daughter, Oscar Bell ultimately didn’t want him to be involved in any shady business anymore.

Although the big shots on Wall Street did things that were equally shady, the issue was that everything they did was legal. If one were to nitpick, there could certainly be claims of illegality, but the law couldn’t touch them.

Arms dealers were different. Arms dealers made money, but how could it compare to the easy earnings of Wall Street?

Yang Yi said with a serious face, "I’ve already handed over the arms business to the right person to manage. I think I will completely abandon the arms trade in the not-too-distant future. After completing the original accumulation, the arms business really doesn’t interest me anymore."

Oscar Bell laughed, "Yes, the original accumulation is always the hardest. The first million is the hardest to earn, but once you have a million, the next million becomes much easier to earn."

Oscar Bell grabbed the bottle, pushed Yang Yi’s hand away, and poured half a glass of strong liquor for both himself and Yang Yi again. Then he raised his glass and said, "To your victory, cheers."

Yang Yi gulped it down in one go.

Oscar Bell laughed, "I haven’t drunk like this in a long time, hmm, are you sure you can swallow Bell Securities?"

"There won’t be much of a problem, but, it would certainly go more smoothly with your help."

Oscar Bell smiled reservedly, and then said in a deep voice, "Will you do it yourself or someone else?"

"Someone else."

"Alright, have your manager come to see me."

"Thank you."

Oscar Bell, however, stared at Yang Yi and said, "You surely understand why I’m doing this."

"Of course, I understand. Trust me, you won’t be disappointed."

Just then, Petra’s mother came over with a smile and said, "Dinner’s ready. I haven’t cooked in a long time; I hope you won’t find it too unpalatable."

Yang Yi stood up, his face filled with gratitude, "I am truly honored to be able to eat a meal you’ve personally cooked."

"Sit down, let’s start eating."

The house, bought by Yang Yi, was very large.

The dining room was also large, and the dining table was exquisite.

But this meal was definitely the simplest and most casual meal that Yang Yi and the Bells have ever had together.

Yang Yi told several jokes in succession, making Petra and his future mother-in-law laugh uncontrollably.

"I like your accent; it’s very pleasant to hear. Petra can do it too, but she rarely uses the Oxford accent."

Petra’s mother seemed somewhat regretful.

The British accent appears to have a mysterious allure to Americans, and even Mrs. Bell is no exception.

As for Yang Yi’s accent, he has spoken with a London accent since he was young, which is the accent of the commoners. In the UK, the real high society or the nobility speak with an Oxford accent. However, as times have evolved, especially after the Queen’s accent shifted from Oxford to a more popular London accent, the British upper class has also made changes.

So now the London accent is mainstream, it’s trendy, but Mrs. Bell clearly has a preference for the more aristocratic Oxford accent.

Why can Yang Yi speak two accents? That, of course, is the result of his father’s deliberate training from a young age.

From the time he began to have memories as a child, Yang Yi had already started receiving education on how to integrate into high society. But was his father really just trying to elevate him into high society?

No, Yang Yi’s father only wanted him to be able to freely navigate between the two classes, to speak a genuine London accent when necessary, and to fluently speak the Oxford accent when needed, easily switching between them without hindrance.

Now, when Petra’s mother suddenly mentioned again how much she liked Yang Yi’s accent, Yang Yi suddenly felt very grateful to his father, followed by a deep sense of nostalgia for his own mother.