Investing In My Three Crippled Wives Get 10,000x Times Return

Chapter 25 | The Bet With The Strange Old Man

”You’re welcome.”

The tension in the room finally disappeared.

Dexter rubbed the back of his head awkwardly making the corner of Mira’s mouth twitch upward.

”There’s something I need to do,” Dexter said. ”I’ll be back soon.”

Mira suddenly smirked.

”Oh? Do you have another wife hiding somewhere?”

For the first time in two days, Dexter laughed at her banter.

He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. ”Are you jealous?”

Mira snorted coldly but her eyes were brighter now. ”Please.”

At the side, a faint smile tugged at Lyra’s usually cold lips.

Seeing their expressions, Dexter felt unexpectedly relieved.

”I will be back in a bit. Don’t open the door for anyone other then me.”

The girls nodded their heads.

Without wasting another second, he left the room. The door clicked shut behind him.

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Outside, the old man was still standing exactly where Dexter had left him. Not a single inch moved. His posture was straight. His hands were clasped behind his back.

Dexter jogged over and wiped sweat from his forehead. His breathing was slightly heavy from the sprint.

The old man stared at him sharply.

Then said flatly, ”You actually left me standing here.”

Dexter scratched his head awkwardly.

’I had to save one of my wives.’ but he didn’t say that.

”It was... a matter of life and death.”

The old man stared for several seconds. His expression was difficult to read. Then he nodded slowly. ”I see.”

Suddenly, the old man tilted his head.

”Let us make a deal.”

Dexter blinked. A deal? ”What kind of deal?”

The old man smiled faintly. ”If you manage to learn my technique for the duration of your stay here, I shall give you a gift.”

Dexter’s expression shifted. A slight furrow on his brow. Bur internally he was laughing like a mad man.

’This old man doesn’t know what he’s walking into! Hahahaha!’

Externally, he sighed and puffed out his chest.

”As long as you repeatedly demonstrate the technique,” Dexter said, ”I can learn it in one day.”

The old man froze and his eyes widened slightly. He had expected the boy to say a month. Maybe longer, wanting to play with his new toy...But a day?

”One day?” The old man’s voice was sharp with disbelief.

Dexter nodded firmly. ”One day.”

Sddenly the old man laughed loudly. ”Hahaha. Arrogant, simple arrogant! The most talented take years to learn and you want to learn it in one day? Interesting. Very interesting.” He stroked his long gray beard.

”Fine. I’ll raise the stakes.”

Dexter leaned forward slightly, curious.

”If you can truly learn my technique in one day, I won’t simply give you an ordinary gift.” His eyes gleamed with excitement. ”I will give you a treasure and not only that, I shall let you marry my granddaughter.”

Dexter’s eyes widened slightly. A treasure from a powerhouse would definitely be powerful.

But the old man wasn’t done. He raised a single finger.

But then the granddaughter part made Dexter shake his head.

’I already have three women and they are giving me headache. One more would kill me!’

Dexter immediately shook his head. His response was instant, almost reflexive. ”No.”

The old man blinked. His raised finger stayed frozen in the air. He looked genuinely caught off guard for the first time.

Dexter sighed. He ran a hand through his hair. ”I already have enough wives as it is.”

For the first time, the old man looked genuinely surprised.

The he looked up at the stars

”It is late. Come tomorrow morning. From sunrise until sundown. If you fail to learn the technique before sunset, the deal ends.”

Dexter smiled. The challenge was set. ”Deal.”

He bid farewell with a respectful nod and returned to his room.

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Later that night, Dexter resumed taking care of the girls.

He helped Mira to the bathroom, removed her clothes without looking and getting tempted.

Only the face and of a single woman clouded his mind.

He helped her use the toilet, took her to the shower and washed her up with sponge and shampoo.

Her breasts weren’t massive but they stood firm and could be cupped on one hand.

They were milky white and the areola was actually very pink like a rose bud.

His hands went down her belly then between her legs, slowly caressing the center with care.

Mira let out a soft a gasp but Dexter pretended not to care. He went down her thighs one by one. They were strong dje to her previous exercise before she got crippled.

With this temptation, any man would be rock hard and tempted. However Dexter’s mind was else where or with someone else.

”Are you gay? ”

’What the hell?’

Dexter was caught of guard and he almost stumbled on the bathroom floor.

He glared at her.

”If I was gay, would I marry you? Why would you even ask that? ”

”Well. You had no choice but to marry us. And I asked because you’re not hard.”

Dexter rolled his eyes.

”Can’t I be tired? Why did you associate me with being gay?”

Mira looked down at his crotch then shook her head. ”I’ve never seen you hard.”

Dexter suddenly smirked any wagged his eyebrows playfully.

”Why? Do you want to see me aroused? If I was, do you want to do something about it? ”

”Yes.”

Dexter wagging eyebrows froze.

He couldn’t tell if she was serious or not. He shook his heard.

”You’re insane.”

The silence was awkward.

He got a new pad, fixed it and wore her panties for her. Then he carried her back gently on the bed.

Everything proceeded normally. Eventually, all three girls appeared to fall asleep.

Dexter walked toward the sofa in the main room. He prepared to rest, sinking into the cushions and closing his eyes.

But then—

He suddenly stopped. His enhanced hearing, picked up something unusual. From the bedroom, he heard synchronized breathing patterns. It wasn’t like normal breathing but like cultivating.

And occasionally, faint grunts of pain that were quickly suppressed.

Dexter narrowed his eyes.

They were cultivating again. Despite their damaged meridians. Despite the pain that must be shooting through their bodies every time they tried to channel mana and the miniscule amount of mana they would gain from that, they were still forcing themselves to continue.

Dexter stared toward the bedroom door silently. His expression was complicated.

’Looks like... it’s time I give them their present.’