Tiger and Wendell could not stop smiling. Scoring two hundred thousand bucks had been a breeze, and that kind of cash would keep them living large for quite some time.Jeanette punched in the account digits. Zaffino zapped the money over in a flash.The account's balance shot up by over six hundred thousand, and Jeanette was over the moon. Her gaze turned icy, however, when she faced Elio. "You've got the piece now, kiddo, but don't forget—you've just cleared a six hundred thousand debt, and you're still four hundred thousand in the hole. Four grand a day in interest, and if you can't cough it up, we'll be taking your hands as collateral."The crowd shared uneasy looks. 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned,' they thought. She was raking in a cool one hundred and sixty thousand just like that. The kid had just netted them a fortune, yet they were still talking about chopping off his hands? Where was the fairness in that?Elio brushed it off with a wave of his hand. "Just give me
The crowd was stunned. Nobody saw Tiger's backstabbing move coming. Although he had already sold the gem, now, seeing its value skyrocket, he was backpedaling faster than a thief caught red-handed. Talk about a street thug's move!Jeanette was having none of it. Hands on her hips, she threw caution and her image to the wind, going full-on banshee mode. "You heard me! We snagged that stone first. That little twerp conned us, didn't pay a penny, and now he is trying to hustle our gem? Dream on! Cough up twelve hundred thousand, or no deal."Zaffino looked like he had swallowed a sour grape. He knew better than to cross Tiger and his spitfire wife, yet rules were rules. "The thing is, I already paid you for the gem, seventy thouand, straight into your account."Jeanette was relentless. "Fine, I'll send back your 700,000, but then you owe us 12 million. We hand over the violet jade, and we're square."Zaffino shook his head. "Can't do it. It's against the rules. Sorry, but without Mast
The bald guy clutched his bleeding shoulder, regret oozing out with every drop of blood. He had played the tough guy and now he was paying the price, sticking out like a sore thumb. Bitterness gnawed at him as he winced in pain and called out, "Tiger, you gotta back me up here."Tiger saw his right-hand man hurt, and Zaffino's crew swarming in—it was an all-out face-off.Fury blazed in Tiger's eyes. No one in Cloudsea had ever crossed him before. He barked, "Zaffino, what's your game? Picking a fight with me? Don't you know who I am? You think you can just shut me down?"Zaffino's face darkened, and he shot back, "Tiger, don't kid yourself. You can't touch me. There are rules to follow here. You can't just come into my place and start swinging. No one's shut me down before, and you're no exception. Just try me."Tiger knew all too well about the muscle backing Zaffino. A brawl would mean big trouble, more than it was worth."Alright, you win this round. I won't squabble with you.
It felt like there was a void in people's souls that just could not be satisfied, particularly for those who fought their way up from nothing. They might have stumbled upon a fortune, but the sight of Elio's remaining seven hundred thousand was too tempting to ignore. Dividing the spoils three ways was tolerable, but watching the younger guy they had underestimated walk away with the lion's share? That was enough to make their blood boil.With Zaffino running the show at the trading spot, Tiger could not just blow his top then and there. If they came to blows, it would be an all-out war, with both sides taking hits. Since Tiger did not have a leg to stand on, starting a fight would be more trouble than it was worth."We'll see about that," Tiger growled, his eyes glinting with a dangerous light as he swept past Elio. With a dramatic wave of his hand, he led his crew and their newfound fortune out the door.Jeanette clicked her heels and shot Elio a look that could freeze lava, her s
Elio had actually clocked the tail way earlier but played it cool. He flashed a grin and said, "Let's ease off the gas and see if they are really gunning for us.""They are totally after your dough. Take it down a notch," Maird instructed, her lips pursed in frustration, her eyes shooting daggers at the rearview mirror.As the Prado slowed, the Santana did the same, sticking to them like glue and not bothering to pass. The clarity was undeniable—they were up to no good."These jerks are asking for it!" Maird fumed, rolling down the window. She leaned out, her lithe figure half out of the car, and with a crossbow in hand, she let an arrow fly."Thwack!"The Santana's windshield now sported a neat little hole. The bolt sailed right between the two hulking goons inside, scaring the daylights out of them. They ducked on instinct, and the driver, in a panic, swerved hard. The car skidded off the road and nosedived into a ditch.Maird could not help but smirk as she watched the chaos u
On the couch, Howard, who was trying to read the paper, just shook his head. There was never a moment's peace in this house, no chance for a little quiet time.He glanced at the two snakeskin bags by the door and frowned. "Elio, coming back is one thing, but hauling in two bags of rubbish? We're already tripping over each other in here. Where's that supposed to go? Just dump it already."Dylan was at the dining table, chomping on an apple. The last time he had seen Elio's tough side, he had learned to keep his head down. His curiosity, however, did not stop him from eyeing those bags, wondering what was inside. Actual trash, maybe?"Beat it, and take your trash with you! Evelyn's done with you. Don't you dare come back until you've paid up every last cent," Lana bellowed, as if she was confronting her worst enemy.Elio was no stranger to his mother-in-law's harsh vibes. He had built up a sort of immunity to her barbs and just shrugged it off, "Look, Evelyn's my wife, no matter what
"And get me an iPhone 11, plus some new kicks," Dylan chimed in, not wanting to miss his shot."Buy, buy, buy, is that all you think about? Your sister's business is strapped for cash, and we are still in the hole for a cool ten hundred thousand to the old man. Forget your wish list and let's see how much we have actually got," Lana cut in.The kids were bummed but hey, just getting to touch that kind of loot was a thrill. They plopped down on the floor and started counting, lining up the bills in neat little stacks.When they were done, the grand total was a whopping seven million, with an extra couple hundred thousand that Elio had stashed in the trunk of the Cayenne for walking-around money. That was what they were working with.Howard was scratching his head in confusion. It had only been a day, and Elio, his usually luckless son-in-law, had rocked up with a whopping seven million bucks. Something did not add up, and Howard knew he had to get the scoop. He turned to Elio and as
Elio could not believe his bad luck. Stuck with a mother-in-law who was the epitome of greed and selfishness, who never played fair, yet she was the mother of Evelyn, his perfect match, who had him wrapped around her finger and ready to face any disgrace.Lana could not see past her nose, or maybe it was more like she was blind to what was right in front of her. She was fixated on the idea of her daughter landing another rich husband, so she could live vicariously through her, soaking up luxury and wealth.What she failed to realize was that her son-in-law was from one of the most elite families around. If only she had been kinder to Elio, she would not have wanted for anything—mansions, sports cars, jewels, and all the designer goods one could dream of. She could have had it all.Elio was stuck between a rock and a hard place. He was head over heels for Evelyn, which meant putting up with his mother-in-law's antics was just part of the deal. Money issues? They did not faze him one