The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2038

"Listen up, everyone. Once you leave this room, you'll be cutting ties with Southern Star for good. From now on, you'll no longer be allowed to profit under Southern Star, and the protection you've enjoyed will end the second you walk out." Bella narrowed her eyes, her graceful arms resting elegantly on the armrests.

With a slight push of her toe, her swivel chair turned to face them.

"The underworld is never just about fighting and killing; it's about relationships and connections. You don't actually believe that you've made it this far without trouble because of your reputation alone, do you?"

The crowd exchanged uneasy glances.

Some of the less influential members started to fidget uncomfortably after hearing her words.

"What do you mean, Ms. Thompson? Are you trying to threaten us?" Jordan narrowed his eyes.

"The only reason the Southern Star Syndicate has been able to thrive all these years is because my father has been secretly supporting the group behind the scenes. Yet, you've somehow convinced yourselves that the group's success is all your own doing. Isn't that just downright ridiculous?"

Everyone was speechless.

idea the Thompson family was secretly backing the Southern Star

$10 million each year to keep your operations running. This is all on record. I'm not making it up," Bella said with a sweet smile as she rested her delicate fist against her cheek. "Since you no longer want to be part of Southern Star, my family will also stop supporting you. As for

the

Ralph, is the captain of the criminal investigation team. Everyone here has probably heard of him. Now, imagine if I asked him to drop by your operations from time to time, audit your accounts, and maybe even search your premises under the pretext of cracking down on illegal substances. What

know. Once he's got someone in his sights, he's relentless until he has completely

couple of the branch leaders who were not as influential

at Bella, his eyes practically burning holes

would be too humiliating! Others shamelessly returned to their seats, but he could not afford to lose his pride like

me some credit. For years, we've paid more than enough tribute to the Jenkins family. You talk about spending $10 million a year on us, but how much have we got back? We've been squeezed dry, and now we can't even make

could anyone not be angered when told their livelihood

"Everyone! Let's go!"

their seats, five

his cold gaze scanning the room as he