Slap!

Zeke slapped Fatso cleanly across the face and questioned, “In that case, can you forgive me for slapping you if I apologize?”

Fatso was boiling with fury, but he could not show it outright.

He suppressed his rage and said, “Now that you’ve hit me, let’s call it quits.”

Zeke spat, “Call it quits? You bullied my wife——even taking your life wouldn’t be enough to compensate. I won’t make life too difficult for you. You just have to compensate my wife for destroying her video. I’ll take the price you quoted earlier. How much was it again? Twenty million? Well then, I’ll be expecting twenty million from you.”

Fatso’s mouth twitched. I’m just an employee! How can I have twenty million to pay you? I can’t even fork out two million!

Fatso tried to wriggle his way out of this mess and offered, “I have a copy of her video. I’ll just return it to her.”

Zeke refused, “You broke my wife’s thumb drive. That thumb drive contains twenty million worth of data. I won’t be taking a single cent less.”

The crowd was flabbergasted. A thumb drive worth twenty million? Is it made of diamonds?

Fatso could not take it any longer and scoffed, “Damn it! I’ll just quit! You won’t be getting a single cent from me.”

Zeke smiled, “Is that so? I’ll just have to send you to jail then.”

He then took his phone out and replayed a recording.

It was the conversation between Lacey and Fatso.

“That’s extortion!”

“So what if it is?”

Boom! Fatso immediately regretted what he said.

Darn it! He recorded our conversation earlier! That was sneaky of him. Oh dear, extortion is a serious crime!

Fatso’s face contorted. He warned, “Williams, don’t go too far. I’ll just leave things here today. My cousin, Alfred Booth, is the top street fighter here. If you make me angry, I’ll make sure my cousin makes life difficult for you. Your new company will go bust. When that happens, you won’t just be losing twenty million.”

Zeke mocked him, “Oh my, are you threatening me with street fwighter? I’m sorry, I play that street fwighter game all the time. I’m not afraid of you.”

The crowd burst into laughter when they heard Zeke say “street fwighter”.

God damn it!

Fatso’s face turned red and yelled, “How dare you insult my cousin? I’ll get him to kill you!”

He then made a call, “Bro, I-I’ve been bullied. They insulted our ancestors and even said that all Booths are good-for-nothings. You’ve got to stand up for us Booths. Yep, I’m at Trust Media. Come over, quickly!”

Zeke smiled, “Is that so? I’ll just have to send you to jail then.”

He then hung up and sneered arrogantly, “Brat, you’re dead.”

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