Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

Javier Sinclair was deeply pleased.

He tightened his arms around her.

"Celeste, you’re so good to me. Holding you makes me feel at ease."

"Having you here makes me feel at ease, too."

Celeste Grant smiled faintly.

"There’s a boba tea shop over there. Let’s go get something to drink." As she spoke, she took his hand and led him toward the distant shop.

"Two pearl milk teas, please."

"Okay, you can scan the code here to pay."

"Mm."

She took out her phone, scanned the code, and bought two boba teas. The drinks had to be made fresh, so the two of them waited for a moment until they were ready.

Celeste Grant took the drinks, handed one to him, and said, "Have a taste. This is our local specialty, pearl milk tea."

He nodded slightly. "Then I must have a taste."

Javier Sinclair stuck in the straw and took a sip.

Celeste Grant leaned in close and asked in a low voice, "How is it? Do you like it?"

Javier Sinclair raised his hand, looked at the boba tea, and said, "It’s actually quite good. Just a little too sweet."

’A cup once in a while is fine.’

"You’re not a big fan of sweets, but this kind of pearl milk tea is very popular here."

She said, pulling him along.

"Come on, let’s go buy some clothes. Today, you get to be the husband of an overbearing CEO and experience the thrill of a shopping spree."

’What’s an ’overbearing CEO’? These terms all feel so strange. But hearing them from her, they somehow feel completely reasonable, almost familiar.’

After that, Celeste Grant dragged him along as she began to conquer the mall.

The two of them went in and out of various department stores, visiting every kind of shop.

「Inside a store.」

She personally picked out an outfit for Javier Sinclair, holding it up against him to size it up before nodding repeatedly.

She looked up at him, handed him the clothes, and said, "Honey, this would look great on you. Go try it on."

Javier Sinclair glanced at the clothes in her hands, raised his hand, and snapped his fingers. In the next instant, the clothes she was holding were already on him.

Celeste Grant looked him over and nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad, not bad at all. Absolutely stunning. With your looks, that outfit is incredibly handsome."

A glance at all the girls whose eyes kept darting in their direction was enough to know: her child’s father had a face that was a magnet for trouble.

He arched an eyebrow and said in a low voice, "Celeste, are you implying I wasn’t handsome before?"

Celeste Grant shot him a look. "You narcissist. Of course I know you’re handsome. With a face like yours, you look good in anything."

It was true. When Javier Sinclair wore ancient-style clothing, his face naturally gave off the stunningly powerful aura of a villain. In modern clothes, he was no less impressive, though his intensity was somewhat restrained.

"Here, here, this one and this one. Try all of these on."

Javier Sinclair was very cooperative.

He tried one on.

Then another.

And another.

Finally, the two of them ended up wearing a matching couple’s outfit.

Javier Sinclair wore a white t-shirt and black linen pants, and Celeste Grant wore the exact same thing. They both put on a pair of sunglasses.

"Hahaha, not bad! Let’s keep going."

「Next.」

Their figures could be seen everywhere.

This time, it was finally Celeste Grant’s turn to be the "overbearing CEO."

She never asked the price; if it fit, she bought it.

"Not these, but everything else in his size, bag it all up. Card."

"I’ll take these."

"Not these. Bag up the rest in my size."

Celeste Grant didn’t forget to buy a pile of things for her son, either. Since they had a Storage Ring, she just put everything she bought directly into it.

Swipe.

Swipe.

It was all about pure, unadulterated extravagance.

She didn’t stop until she felt they had bought enough.

Now, Celeste Grant was walking arm-in-arm with Javier Sinclair down a food street near the main commercial district.

Javier Sinclair glanced at Celeste Grant and said with a smile, "I never thought I’d be talented enough to become a kept man."

"Haha... what, you’re not happy about it?"

Javier Sinclair wrapped an arm around her shoulder. He arched an eyebrow and said.

"Who says I’m not? Your husband is deeply honored." He said, leaning in closer to her. "From now on, Celeste, I’ll be counting on you to support me."

Celeste Grant looked up at him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. ’Aside from his amnesia and not remembering me, this man hasn’t changed at all. He’s still so childish sometimes.’

"Don’t worry, I can afford it." Celeste Grant glanced at him with a small smile, then pointed into the distance. "See all those commercial buildings down the street? They all belong to our family."

Speaking of which, a question occurred to Celeste Grant.

She had returned for a visit, but she would have to leave eventually.

’So what should I do with all the assets in my name?’

Earth had already entered the Cultivation Era.

Although progress was still slow and the Spiritual Energy was thin, at the current rate of increase, the world would be completely different in another one or two hundred years. By then, the currency used for trade would likely be Spirit Stones used for Cultivation.

She wasn’t just thinking about that. This world was technologically advanced, and its scientists were all hyper-competitive. Perhaps in a few decades or a century, they would surely combine technology with the civilization of Cultivation to create something entirely new.

At that point, her assets might become worthless. Of course, for now, she was still fantastically wealthy here.

But to her, the properties in Celeste Grant’s name and the money in her bank accounts were just a string of useless numbers.

’I might as well donate it all,’ she thought. ’Consider it a contribution to society. It’s not that I see money as filth, but for a Cultivator, these things really are useless. They’ll still be valuable for at least a hundred years, so it’s better to let them be used to their greatest potential.’

"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing him looking at her, Celeste Grant smiled and said, "Just something small, it’s not important... Come on, let’s go see a movie. Since you’re here, you have to see a Lord Starr film. It’ll make the trip worthwhile."

’Who is Lord Starr?’

"Is he handsome? Is he very famous?"

"Of course! Here, 99% of people love him."

"Is that so? Then I’ll have to see for myself," a certain someone said with a hint of passive-aggressive jealousy. "So, Celeste likes him too."

Celeste Grant glanced at him and said with a laugh, "There are different kinds of ’like.’ I like him because I like the movies he’s in. I like you because you’re my lover and the father of my child."

As they spoke, the two walked hand-in-hand, their figures disappearing into the crowd...

There was nothing particularly special after that.

Life was peaceful.

The days passed happily.

Celeste Grant’s family of three lived in this world for another six months.

During those six months, the other countries outside of Veridia finally grew anxious when they saw that everyone in Veridia was practicing Cultivation.

Those countries secretly sent experts to try and steal Cultivation Methods, but no matter how skilled a group of ordinary people were, how could they possibly evade the perception of a Cultivator?

The moment those ordinary people set foot in Veridia’s territory, they were caught. In Veridia these days, even the elementary school students could send a person flying with a single slap.

The other countries had no Cultivation Methods, so even with the Spiritual Energy Revival, they had no way to practice Cultivation. In the end, they had no choice but to bow their heads and acknowledge Veridia as the leader, or else be left behind by the new era.