Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Villain Ch 698. Morning Ride

After breakfast, Jordan made his way to the cyber building for his morning meeting. It was a routine he followed almost every day, strolling around the building to check on various aspects of the company's operations. Despite being the owner, Jordan didn't involve himself in every little detail of the company's affairs.

He trusted his subordinates and relied on his capable staff to handle most things.

Today, however, he had something else on his mind. With Allen now living under his roof, Jordan saw an opportunity to gradually introduce him to the workings of the company. He wanted Allen to learn the ropes and eventually take on some responsibilities, but he knew it would take time.

Allen's documents still needed to be processed and finalized before he could officially become part of the Goldborne.

While Emma excused herself and made her way to her study room. Unlike traditional schooling, Emma had chosen to homeschool for several reasons. One of the main reasons was that she wanted to tailor her education to her specific interests and career goals. Instead of following a standard curriculum, Emma focused on subjects that were directly relevant to her passions and aspirations.

In Emma's homeschooling curriculum, the emphasis was on subjects related to gaming, development, and company management. These were not a typical high school subjects, but rather advanced topics more suited to university-level studies.

Emma made sure to stay up-to-date with the latest knowledge and advancements in these fields, constantly seeking out new information and following current developments.

As a result, Emma possessed knowledge and expertise that surpassed that of most people her age. While her peers were busy studying traditional subjects, Emma was delving into the intricacies of game development, business management, and emerging technologies.

She wasn't constrained by the limitations of a standard curriculum; instead, she had the freedom to explore and learn about the things that truly interested her.

Arriving in his room, Allen quickly took a bath and got ready for his motorcycle ride. This excitement surpassed even the thrill he felt when he bought his first motorbike. Back then, the motorcycle was more of a distraction from his heartbreak, a way to numb the pain rather than a source of joy. But now, the prospect of riding his motorcycle filled him with genuine happiness and eager anticipation.

He got dressed and prepared for the ride. The thought of exploring the city on his motorcycle, feeling the wind against his face, and experiencing the freedom of the open road filled him with a sense of adventure and exhilaration.

With a wide grin on his face, Allen headed out the door. Today was going to be a great day. He couldn't wait to hit the road and see where it would take him.

Dressed in a comfortable pair of jeans and a plain t-shirt, Allen made his way to the garage, camera in hand. He had opted for a simple look, wanting to capture the essence of the city during his stroll. He couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within him. The prospect of exploring the city streets, camera in hand, filled him with a sense of adventure.

He had always enjoyed photography, finding solace and inspiration in the act of capturing the world around him through the lens of his camera.

When Allen passed Kai in the living room, Kai raised his eyebrows slightly, indicating that his camera hadn't gone unnoticed. But Kai didn't say anything, and Allen offered him a casual nod as he continued on his way.

Once Allen stepped into the garage, the faint scent of motor oil filled his nostrils, adding to the anticipation coursing through his veins. Quickly, Allen geared up for his ride, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through him. He slipped on his motorcycle jacket, feeling the sleek leather enveloping him like a second skin.

The familiar scent of leather mingled with the faint aroma of gasoline, creating a heady combination that filled his senses.

Next, Allen secured his helmet, the sleek black visor gleaming in the morning light. Once he fastened the chin strap, he couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation building within him. This wasn't just any ride – this was his chance to feel like a real racer, to push his motorcycle to its limits and experience the thrill of the open road.

With a confident swing of his legs, Allen mounted his motorcycle, settling into the familiar groove of the seat. He closed the visor with a satisfying click. The roar of the engine beneath him echoed through the garage, sending a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins.

Grinning from ear to ear, Allen revved the engine several times, relishing in the powerful rumble that filled the air. Each roar of the engine seemed to fuel his excitement further, propelling him forward with an undeniable sense of freedom.

Finally, with a flick of his wrist, Allen released the clutch and gently twisted the throttle. The motorcycle surged forward, its powerful engine propelling him towards the entrance of the gates and out into the bustling streets beyond.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Allen navigated the familiar twists and turns of the city streets. He felt a sense of exhilaration wash over him. The wind whipped past him, tugging at his clothes as he leaned into each curve with practiced precision.

With each passing moment, Allen felt more alive than ever before. The rhythm of the road pulsed beneath him, guiding him onward toward whatever adventures lay ahead. He felt an unparalleled sense of freedom and exhilaration wash over him.

The clock showed 10.12 AM. The morning sun cast a warm glow over the cityscape, illuminating the crowded streets with golden light. People hurried past on their way to work, their faces obscured behind masks of determination and purpose.

Despite the chaos of the morning rush, Allen rode his motorcycle with expert precision, weaving effortlessly through the maze of traffic. His hands gripped the handlebars with a firm yet confident touch, guiding the motorcycle with finesse and grace.