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Elle eagerly wanted to know what the mysterious Mr. Steele looked like.

However, Jordan had instructed Ashley not to tell others about him. She wouldn’t disobey his orders simply for some money.

Ashley hurriedly shoved the money back to Elle and refuted, “Miss Camden, I do not have a photo of Mr. Steele. However, I can tell you that he is very handsome and around your age.”

Hearing the words “very handsome,” Elle’s heart began to flutter with joy.

Although her request to discuss the contract with Jordan had once again been turned down, the beautiful but foolish and boy-crazy Elle left gleefully.

Bangkok, Thailand.

Salvatore arrived by plane and met up with his boss, Pablo Dalton.

Due to Pablo’s involvement in some underground businesses in Bangkok and his recruitment of many fighters, he had been traveling frequently to and from Southeast Asia for the past few years.

Pablo drank some alcohol under the dim lights of a small gymnasium where an underground boxing match was taking place, while cheering on his fighter in the ring.

“Mr. Dalton,” Salvatore said respectfully when he arrived beside Pablo’s seat.

Pablo ignored Salvatore until the boxing match ended.

He then looked at Salvatore joyfully and asked, “Salvatore, why did you come here all the way from Orlando? Did something happen?”

Salvatore nodded. Seeing that Pablo had taken a sip of liquor, he hurriedly picked up the bottle to fill Pablo’s cup to the brim.

“You’re so wise, Mr. Dalton. I’ve indeed encountered some trouble in Orlando, and I need your help.”

and sniffed it before saying, “There has been a strict ban on the industry of vices lately, and I reckon most of your shops

he naturally knew that the

only have ten underlings left, but today, a young rascal named Jordan

Still, after hearing Salvatore’s words, he flew into a

out you only have ten left! You even let someone cripple them!?! I handed hundreds of underlings to you before I left Orlando back then, but you failed to keep a single

unsatisfied after smashing the cigar cutter against Salvatore, Pablo gave him another hard slap on

dodge and merely let Pablo continue hitting and lashing

up the cigar cutter and cut the cigar for

businesses of mine also haven’t been running smoothly. Besides, now that takeout deliverers, taxi drivers, and

changed and the world is no longer like how it used to be when I was younger. In that era, we

up a fight. It’s not surprising that all ten of

random fighter of mine can easily beat up ten of your underlings. Do you know what

humbly, “Mr. Dalton,

why would you bother fighting hard?

 

individuals who live in darkness, and there’s no room for us to survive in broad daylight. Hence, two years ago, I left Orlando to shift my focus to these places in Southeast Asia where poverty is

more than two thousand underlings here, and each of

I wouldn’t have been reduced to such a terrible plight that I’m in today. Mr. Dalton,

I’m an orphan, but I’m less educated than you are. I managed to have the mindset and achievements that I do today,

heard about Mr. Reyes from Pablo, but he never

haven’t

as he quickly put down his cigar and

your rest, am I?” Pablo asked with

hear how the voice of his

back to Orlando in the next couple of days to handle some matters. I haven’t

a flight back

with a wide grin on his face, “I didn’t

the past few years, but I

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