"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.

Seeing Scott, Lana's expression shifted immediately. She had just escaped from the trouble at the slums. She didn't expect Scott to

we will meet

finger. "Quite the looker. I can't help but be a

we haven't had any conflicts. Why are you doing

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

calmly. No need for unnecessary drama," Lana attempted to calm

making a little less money. But what I'm really mad about is the humiliation you

member of the Mosey family, you treated me like I was a dog. I've suffered enough humiliation. I can't sleep peacefully if I don't make you pay for

Ms. Nicholson has assured that the matter won't be pursued

"My godfather highly regards her and chose her as the chief housekeeper, but it won't be

able to protect herself. So why would she care for people like you? So, your fate is

all that bastard, Dustin, who did it!

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