A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 998: The Governor's Ex Wife



Archer and Sasha arrived at the large coin store in Tampa; the brunette smiled and

commented, "Go inside and start selling your gold while I clean up my seat and get a change of clothes."

"Take this," he replied, handing her money before climbing out of the car.

Sasha beamed as she exclaimed, "Can we go to a cafe I know of? It sells delicious deserts."

Archer smiled while approaching the store and entered, only to notice it was busy, causing him to wait at the back of the line. When he appeared there, the couple in front looked at him with wide eyes, and another woman behind him commented, "Excuse me, sir. Where are you from?"

"The Nordic countries," he answered.

"'You're very unique looking. I've never seen someone so pale yet pull it off simultaneously," she commented in a cheery voice.

Archer nodded in agreement, "Many people tell me that, but what can I do? I was born like this."

Her gaze lingered briefly before replying, "I agree, young man. Now, have a wonderful day." He nodded before giving her a wink, which caused the woman's cheeks to go red as she looked away due to shyness. This made him laugh as Sasha appeared and spoke with a tired smile, "It's all clean now, but next time, take it easy on me, babe."'

Archer chuckled before pulling her close, but he quickly noticed the wife went stiff, and her beautiful green eyes kept glancing back at him. Sasha promptly noticed this and smiled like the Cheshire cat as she spoke, "My love. Do you still want to see that older woman, Isabella?" 'What is she up to?' he thought while looking at his mischievous cousin before answering, "Yes, why?"

Sasha smiled as she realized the woman behind was listening to their conversation. She continued, "Well when we're back, you can see her; I know you love mature blondes, but make sure you tend to her right."

After speaking, Archer watched the queue shorten. He noticed the woman around as her eyes gleamed. He thought he saw a love heart in them. "Are you doing this on purpose, sir?"

He shook his head with a charming smile, "Doing what, beautiful?"

The woman looked flustered before taking out a card and shoving it in his hand while her cheeks were bright red. She spoke quietly but confidently, "I'm Darla, and I would love to see you again in a more private setting."

Archer beamed before introducing himself with a smile that caught the woman off guard but grew curious and questioned, "Do you have a husband?"

"Not since we divorced a month ago, but we do have children that tie us together," Darla revealed while motioning to the right.

When Archer glanced over, he noticed four people who looked to be older than him lounging nearby, clearly waiting on her. A smirk tugged at his lips. 'She's a MILF, huh?'

His gaze returned to the woman. Her sandy blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her curvy figure seemed to defy the limits of her dress and age. Her striking green eyes shimmered with an irresistible charm, and her smooth, porcelain skin only added to her captivating beauty.

Archer leaned forward to whisper, "If we sleep together like you hinted, it will affect you in many ways and may change your life. Do you still wish for what you're asking for? Even though everything inside you is pushing you toward me."'

The older woman beamed and replied with an embarrassed, quiet voice, "We shall see, handsome. Something tells me to talk to you as I would never do such a thing."

Darla was soon called to one of the counters, and with a final, warm smile, she hurried away. As she left, Archer couldn't help but notice the desirable curve of her figure, which only fueled his growing interest.

'Wait until I ravage her,' he thought. 'She will become mine.'

Sasha sensed this and commented with a giggle, "Nyx mentioned your charisma was something else, but this is new to me. You're like a magnet to Earth's women; You even attracted a politician's ex-wife.

Archer looked at her with a raised eyebrow and questioned, "What do you mean?"

"She was married to the state's governor, but they recently divorced, making her one of Tampa's rich women. You didn't see the suit she was wearing? It was Prada Arch," Sasha answered.

She showed him a Piki Page with a picture of Darla Robinson, who was married to Mike Benivito, the Florida Governor. This made him chuckle as she spoke, "I'm richer, and she will become hooked on me. Maybe I'll have a sugar mommy now?"

Sasha giggled before a shop worker called them to the counter. He was a tall man with brown hair and eyes and a friendly smile as he spoke, "I'm Steve; how can I help you young ones today?"

Archer placed four gold coins on the side while replying, "How much will you buy these?"

Steve's eyes widened as he pulled out some instruments and studied the gold coins before muttering, "So pure. Never see this quality nowadays, but we occasionally get it in store with our richer clients."

The couple watched the man going over the coins, but Archer pulled out his phone and texted Darla, [Shameless woman. When do you want to go out?]

A beep rang out, causing the mature woman to look at her phone before smirking as she replied as her children walked over, [Can you come over to my place tonight? I can cook you dinner as the kids are with their father]

Archer glanced at the card, still processing Darla's boldness. He turned to Sasha, who flashed him a knowing smile. "Looks like she's making her move," she teased, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Maybe she thinks there's some competition for your attention."

He chuckled softly and shook his head. "Not a chance," he murmured, kissing her lips gently.

Sasha returned the kiss, her fingers brushing against his cheek, but she pulled back just as Steve approached them, "Excuse me, sir," Steve said politely, clearing his throat. "If you don't mind, could we step into the back for a more private conversation?"

Archer glanced at Sasha, who gave him a playful nudge before nodding. "Lead the way." The man took them to a back room, and while walking, Steve was on his phone, 'Who is he trying to hide?'

Finally, the trio reached the room where the man held it for them before he closed the door, a voice reached them, "Where did you get this pure gold from?""'

Several men standing there in black suits caught Archer's attention. He shrugged, "I found them in India the other week."

"Lies. This metal is rarely seen and comes from Europe," said a man who seemed to be in charge.

Archer's eyebrow raised before warning with a low growl, "Stop whatever stupid idea you think will benefit you. I'm here to sell the gold for decent money so I can spoil my girls and

live a little."

The leader stepped forward. He was an older man who spoke calmly, "We apologize for this, but you must understand that if the purity of this gold gets out, you will have all kinds of people chasing after you."

"So what? I'll just kill them if they bother me?" Archer responded as Sasha became nervous.

She tugged at his sleeve and spoke quietly but scaredly, "These are bad people, babe. Do some magic and get us out of here."

He chuckled when hearing this before revealing for the whole room to hear, "Sash. They will not touch us. If they do, I will kill each one so painfully that it will pass with them to their next

lives."

Just after speaking, Archer raised a hand and cast Mana Manipulation to drag a man who was aiming a gun at him. He caught the full-grown bodyguard by the neck and raised him into the air while making eye contact with the old man.

The stranger shook his head and surprised him by shaking his hand. "I'm Charles Danson,

leader of the South Coasts Danson Family. Maybe we can come to arrange about those coins?"

Archer's eyebrow raised before speaking, "I'm Archer Wyldheart, Go on I want to hear your

proposal."

Charles smiled as he started explaining, "If you partner with the Danson Family, we can get you ten thousand dollars per coin, and you will gain access to anything the organization has, which includes assassins, money laundering, and many other things."'

The old man revealed before continuing, "The only thing we ask is that you don't sell the gold to anyone else and only to our stores so the family has control over it."

"Fifteen," he countered, which confused Charles.

When Archer saw this, he smiled before revealing, "There's no way you can stop me leaving

this place, and if you try, I will butcher you all like pigs."

Sasha giggled in the background while Charles was scared and shocked before nodding in agreement. This caused Archer to continue, "Deal, but I don't need your services, only your money, and if you dare to fuck with me, these will visit you in your sleep."

Archer clicked his fingers, and an army of Shadow Creatures appeared in the room, all looking

at Charles.

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