“If I die tonight, could you please go to this address and send my daughter to an orphanage?” While she was talking, she slapped a note with an address on it onto Zeke's chest.

Before Zeke could even respond, a loud noise was heard. Someone had broken the glass front door of the bar.

A group of thugs armed with baseball bats stormed into the bar angrily.

They were the ones who had broken the glass door.

Zeke furrowed his brows. Didn't Sawyer already get rid of all the thugs in this area? Where did these thugs come from?

Worried that she might get him in trouble, the bartender pushed Zeke aside.

The leader of the thugs had an ugly scar on his face.

He swung his bat around as he walked toward the bartender. “Hey, Emma! You look sexy tonight! Were you trying to seduce the men here? What do you think of me then?”


The thugs behind the scar-faced man cheered at the harassment.

“Haha! Ivan, we're interested too!”

“But there are so many of us and only one of her! What should we do?”

“It's fine. We'll make use of her, two hours each! Isn't that a fair arrangement?”

The bartender shouted furiously, “Ivan, this place is not worthy of you and your friends. Please leave!”

“But we're not done yet! How could we leave?” Ivan burst into laughter.

“May I know what brought you here then?” the bartender asked coldly.

“We're here to collect protection fee from you, of course!”

“Don't you guys know this place belongs to Mr. Conrad? You guys are Mr. Sixtus' men. How dare you collect protection fee from a place that belongs to Mr. Conrad? Aren't you guys afraid of crossing him?”

Ivan laughed and said, “Ms. Jones, are you acting dumb? Or is it that you haven't heard about what happened to Mr. Conrad? He's long gone! From now onward, this is Mr. Sixtus' territory. How dare you use Mr. Conrad to threaten me?”

The bartender was startled but quickly regained her composure. In truth, she had known Adrian was doomed, and she'd been expecting Sixtus' men to pick on her.

Since she was merely a bartender, she knew she couldn't afford to cross Sixtus. Hence, she asked helplessly, “How much do you guys want?”

To which Ivan answered, “Thirty million.”

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