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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.”

industry of vices lately, and I reckon most of your shops have been seized. I bet you have less than a

naturally knew that the latter

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

hearing Salvatore’s words, he flew into a rage and smashed the cigar cutter against

f***ing idiot! I thought you’d at least have seventy or eighty underlings left, but it turns 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 one alive

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

didn’t dare to dodge and merely let Pablo

the cigar cutter and cut the cigar

have my shops been seized, but many other businesses of mine also haven’t been running smoothly. Besides, now that takeout deliverers, taxi drivers, and social media content

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

can’t put up a fight. It’s not surprising that

ten of your underlings. Do you know what

said humbly, “Mr. Dalton,

living a comfortable life of luxury, why would you bother fighting hard? Only when you’re suffering from poverty will you be able to exert your full

 

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

more than two thousand underlings here, and each of them can

to such a terrible plight that I’m in today. Mr. Dalton, please let me take a hundred of your

and said, “Just like you, I’m an orphan, but I’m less educated than you are. I managed to have the mindset and achievements that I do today, all thanks to Mr. Reyes, who groomed

Mr. Reyes from Pablo, but he never had the chance

I haven’t visited

as he quickly put down his cigar and picked up his

rest, am I?” Pablo asked

eager to hear how

to Orlando in the next couple of days to handle some matters. I haven’t visited you in a long time, so

You’re in Orlando? That’s great. I’ll book a flight back to Orlando now to see you right away, Mr.

on his face, “I didn’t

few years, but I haven’t

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