"Ms. Camron, don't move a muscle. You should be careful; bullets don't care who they hit." A chilling voice came from behind Lana.

Lana turned around to the ominous sight of a gun barrel and a menacing face.

"Who are you? You think you can just waltz in here and stir up trouble in the Camron family?" Lana demanded, her tone firm.

"Ms. Camron, no need to get all riled up. We're just following orders," the gunman replied with indifference.

"Orders? Whose orders?" Lana pressed.

"Clearly, they're my orders."

At that moment, a slim man in a suit, wearing a stern expression, entered the meeting room. It was Scott from the Mosey family.

just escaped from the trouble at the slums. She didn't expect Scott to

Camron, we

with his finger. "Quite the looker.

Why are you doing this?" Lana furrowed

"You made a fortune selling Dew Balm but refused to cooperate with me. Doesn't

it's a business matter, we can discuss it calmly. No need for unnecessary drama," Lana attempted to

what I'm really mad about

full of anger, "As a member of the Mosey family, you treated me like I was a dog. I've

Mosey, Ms. Nicholson has assured that the matter won't be pursued further. Aren't you just disrespecting her decision?" Lana

her as the chief housekeeper, but it won't be long

be able to protect herself. So why would

this matter has nothing to do with the Camron family. It was all that bastard, Dustin, who did it! If you have a bone

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