Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1530

After hanging up, Mr. Nettleton dropped his laid-back act. He got out of the car, handed his phone to his assistant, and strode forward with the swagger of someone who knew exactly what he was doing—a gun tucked at his waist, glinting in the sunlight. "Nice to finally meet you. I'm Conner."

Miles reached out, matching Conner's grip in a handshake. "Heard a lot about you, Mr. Nettleton. I'm Miles."

Conner smirked. "So, you Dark Web guys running the old 'Triple Transfer' trick? Where's the Boss, the Mover, and the Shifter?"

Miles hesitated, thrown off for just a second. Wasn't Conner supposed to be ruthless? He'd heard stories about how dangerous the man was, but right now, he seemed almost too easygoing.

Then their eyes met. For a moment, Miles caught the cold edge behind Conner's smile-a flash of something lethal. He straightened unconsciously. This guy was every bit as dangerous as the rumors said.

Conner's car rolled forward, but Miles waved off the offer to ride together. Soon enough, Dark Web's own car pulled up. The two vehicles drove side by side toward the meeting spot.

Inside Conner's car, his assistant fidgeted. “Boss, why aren't we just charging in? Quick in, quick out. That's how you always do it."

Conner, uncharacteristically serious, replied, "You know what's waiting in there? How many people? How many exits? Where they're keeping everyone?"

assistant glanced out the window. "I only saw him with

in his hand. If we mess

"Damn. That's cold. So

their leverage over Maja, and they need Maja to cough up the shipment location. Dark Web's worked too hard for that stash to give up now. Neither of them is dying anytime soon-they'll just

running for her life with nothing to show for it. Dean, though... poor guy. After all this, she'd better marry him just to make it up to

snickered. "Would you say that in front of your

You guys are the only ones who get to hear me vent. If I said that at home, she'd kill

laughed. "If you ever give us grief, I'll tell her exactly what you said

a bomb on you, too. If these talks go bad,

"Alright, alright, boss-let's not start acting like the Dark Web

we here for a fight or for a

be ridiculous. We're here to save

looks like

time here. Teddy, his infamous. pretty boy friend, had bought the estate on a whim, tossing Conner the keys with a laugh: "Hotels are too risky with your crew. Use this