Barbara’s lawyer chuckled. “The family members of the offenders were also present when the verdict was being passed. Since the verdict didn’t sit well with the family members of the offenders, why has it been delayed until today?”Mrs. Salvadore looked at the judge. “We were present at the time, but Ms. Chase’s family background isn’t something that ordinary families like us can compare to. We’ve always wanted to launch an appeal too, but Ms. Chase has changed her name and gone into hiding these few years. We couldn’t locate her, so how did you expect us to launch an appeal for the case?”The judge dropped the gavel, and the courtroom filled with constant chatter became dead silent in an instant. “Can I have the defendant explain this situation to me?”Barbara’s lawyer stood up and motioned for someone to hand him a laptop. “It just so happens that I have a piece of evidence of the incident in my possession. Why don’t we let the plaintiff take a look at it?”The staff put the lapto
#Seamless fruits won’t attract flies.##Sir, with all due respect, are you admitting that men are all flies? I bet flies are all feeling extremely aggrieved as your statement misrepresents them as a species.##I only heard that flies grow up eating sh*t. Does that mean that’s the reason you’re able to utter pure bullsh*t!?#At a hotpot restaurant…Barbara and Maisie were eating beef slices while scooping more out of the pot of spicy broth. Both of them were sweating buckets from the spices.Ryleigh scrolled through the comments on the Internet and laughed out loud. “Netizens nowadays have great potential when it comes to becoming stand-up comedians. Each one of them sounds more bizarre than the other. They would cling to their keyboard and come up with a thesis as if they were the embodiment of justice whenever something happened, but they’re also pros in playing dumb as soon as the victims of the incident manage to clarify themselves.”Maisie looked at her. “Aren’t you going to
Maisie looked at her. “So, are you suspecting something?”Barbara looked out the window. “I suspect that the owner of the Glitz Club may have something to do with the forces behind Peter Zhivkov, but I’m not sure if they’re on the same side.”Barbara added upon thinking of something, “The manager that received me on the night when Katrina offended Peter Zhivkov obviously hid something from me.”Later that night, at the Blue Bay villa…“Do you know who’s the owner behind the Glitz Club?”Nolan’s hand, which was flipped through the documents in front of him, stopped abruptly, and he looked up at Maisie, who was sitting in front of the dressing table and applying her night cream.“The owner of the Glitz Club?”Maisie looked at him through the mirror. “Yes.”Nolan narrowed his eyes. “Why would you want to know about him?”After Maisie was done, she walked over to Nolan and sat down. “I’m just curious. It’s said that the owner of the Glitz Club is a very enigmatic man. Barbara has
Michael had already stepped down from his position, and the person behind Peter held the same position as Michael. Mr. Boucher would be left in a dilemma once that person managed to get his own man to take over Michael’s position.When Michael was there, he was on the same side as Mr. Boucher. That was why the person behind Peter did not dare to act too blatantly.She then asked, “So what did Mr. Boucher want you to do?”Nolan rubbed the top of her head gently and with a profound smile. “What an entrepreneur is best at. As far as I know, Peter has a batch of red wine that urgently needs to be distributed on the black market. It’s said to be a batch of red wine, but in fact, it’s a batch of stolen goods.”Maisie was astonished. “So, Mr. Boucher wants you to purchase that batch of red wine?”Nolan leaned back in his chair. “Mr. Boucher doesn’t have any connections in the black market, but I happen to have a few of them. That’s why he needs me to join forces with him. Another require
When she got into the car, Saydie said, “Go straight to the black market. They might still be suspicious.”Gerald asked the driver to drive and got a call from Nolan. “Mr. Goldmann, yes, Mr. Zhivkov has taken the money, alright. Okay.”At Blackgold…Nolan put down his phone, and Quincy, who was standing at one side, asked, “Did Mr. Zhivkov suspect anything?”“He wouldn’t suspect Gerald, but he has to believe that no one is behind Gerald to be safe.”Quincy scoffed. “He’s actually quite smart.”Nolan chuckled. “If he weren’t smart, he wouldn’t be where he is today. This batch of goods had to change hands quickly because he didn’t want to be caught. The people behind him wouldn’t take such a risk.”Quincy understood. The Bouchers wanted the goods to get into an accident before it was pushed into the black market so that they could get Zhivkov and the people behind him. Once Zhivkov was investigated, the people behind him wouldn’t be able to get away either. Quincy remembered som
The manager raised his head. “I heard that Zhivkov did try to push a batch of wine. If he was rushing, there must be something going on.”The man’s hand that was playing with the rosary paused and spoke after a short while. “Observe quietly for any changes.”At Soul…Barbara went to see Maisie and told her she had visited the Glitz Club but didn’t find out about Katrina’s whereabouts.Maisie thought of something and said, “If they really have Katrina, what could they gain by controlling her?”Barbara shook her head. “I’m afraid it could be something bad for my father. Something has already happened to my uncle. I can’t sit and watch that happen to my dad too.”Maisie turned to face her. “I don’t think so. If they wanted to do anything to the Chases, they would take you instead of Katrina.”She paused. Maisie looked serious. “You don’t know why the owner of Glitz would help you, and he hasn’t shown his motive after such a long time. Even if they wanted to take you to threaten t
Peter rubbed his hands with a smile on his face. “My boss asks if you want to work for him. Do you want to? I can speak to Gerald after this.”Saydie was expressionless. “I don’t switch employers.”Peter tried to lure her. “What if our boss double what Gerald is paying?”Saydie looked into the car. The man’s face was hidden in the shadows. He wore a suit, and the veins on the back of his hands were obvious. She guessed that he was between his 40s and 50s.She said, “Gerald saved my life, so I won’t betray him no matter how much the pay is.”Meg scoffed and walked forward to slap Saydie’s face gently. “Gerald is just a small boss in the black market. You should appreciate that Mr. Grant is letting you work for him, little girl, do you get it— Ah!”Saydie grabbed Meg’s wrist and bent it. Meg was in so much pain she couldn’t even stand, so she yelled, “Mr. Zhivkov, help me… This b*tch… It hurts!”Everyone looked over. Peter was going to say something when Saydie put in more force
However, in Maisie’s eyes, Saydie was just a young 22-year-old girl. She had no regard for her life, so Strix let her stay with him, letting her escape the unstable lifestyle she had. Nolan knew that everyone around Maisie was kind. He kissed her forehead. “Don’t worry. If I let her help, I won’t let her die.”At that moment, Quincy called. Nolan picked up, and Quincy anxiously said, “Mr. Goldmann, something has happened. The goods weren’t delivered. Someone intercepted them on the way, and I’m rushing over. We’ve been exposed.”Nolan frowned. “What about Saydie and the men?”Quincy answered, “I can’t get in touch with her or Gerald’s men. The police are tracking the goods.”Nolan calmed down and said, “I’ll head over now. Inform Gerald and ask him to be alert.”Maisie frowned as her worries had come true. Nolan walked back into the house and changed while she asked, “Are you going out?”“Yes.”“I’ll come with you,” Maisie held his hand, “I’m worried.”Nolan couldn’t argu