"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.

the trouble at the slums. She didn't expect Scott to track her down so

Camron, we will

chin with his finger.

haven't had any conflicts. Why are you doing

selling Dew Balm but refused to cooperate with me. Doesn't that count as

Mosey, if it's a business matter, we can discuss it calmly. No

money. But what I'm really mad about is the humiliation you brought upon me

member of the Mosey family, you treated me like I was

the matter won't be

her and chose her as the chief

able to protect herself. So why would she care for

It was all that bastard, Dustin, who did it! If you

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