Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

Presumably, Silas had smuggled out countless machines and made a fortune over the years.

Drake pulled out a bank card and said, "There's not much in here, but it's got 300-500 thousand dollars. I'd appreciate it if you guys could help carry all the machines down. Consider this a tip." Everyone was excited to hear that. It was easy money to make.

The leader quickly ordered his men to unload the cargo. Drake handed the card over and glanced at his watch.

Then he looked over at the car parked 100 meters away from the dock.

Inside, Debra rolled down the window but had no intention of stepping in. She was simply enjoying the show.

The men brought down the boxes, emptying the cargo ship.

Drake nodded and said, "Thanks, everyone."

The leader laughed, "No worries. You've already paid us."

"It's for carrying the

Kale and his team sprang from their hiding

people had already sealed off the whole dock, trapping Silas and

the hell? We work for the Lowe Group. I dare you to cross us!" Silas shouted, his temper

cap. The sight of his face drained

"Boss, these are workers from the West Factory." Drake snorted, "Silas, the factory

his legs giving out. "B-boss, just take orders and run the errands. This

me." do

with

my company? You've got

I swear

picked up a shovel from the ground and struck Silas on the head. Blood poured

Silas' back, forcing him to the ground. "Who's your boss? Who sent you? How much have you smuggled under my nose?

head."