Chapter 57

Yara was already familiar with Frank and promptly greeted him. “Mr. Lawrence.”

On the other hand, Cliff did not like Frank, let alone consider him capable of protecting Vicky.

Cliff snorted coolly and ignored Frank.

Frank rolled his eyes. “You really know how to put a guy in an awkward spot.”

Vicky giggled. “Not really–you three are all here to keep me safe, so I naturally have to bring you all along.”

Frank got in the backseat with Cliff, though there was a clear distance between them.

At the same time, Vicky floored the gas pedal, and they headed straight to a dilapidated factory in the

outskirts of West City.

It was a desolate place, with decrepit motor vehicles sitting strewn around the compound.

As for the four of them alighted and strode right into the factory, they found a gang of people inside.

rather young man, approached them. “Hold it. What are you doing here? Who let

him. “Tell your

the famous Turnbull

Vicky nodded.

the youth

looked around just then.

around, and if the people around them

for

was no proper factory!

downstairs, followed by three weirdly–dressed men.

Westfield was the balding middle–aged man who was also the shipping magnate of Riverton. With a laugh, he said, “Oh, Ms. Turnbull –

Mr. Westfield. You owe me twenty million since five years ago–when are you going

fact, Jackie had merely been the administrator of a port when he borrowed twenty million from her. She just happened to need shipping logistics, and did not hesitate to lend it to him.

and the bastard then seized the opportunity

off much of

in his care.

she recently demanded payment, he told her he had none!

my port five years ago, I never collected a cent from you for security–the twenty million would

my cargo all this while?” Vicky laughed. “In that case,

back.”

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