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.

approached them. “Hold it. What are you doing here? Who let you in

him. “Tell your boss

the famous

Vicky nodded.

here. I’ll get him right now,” the youth said and ran to

around just then.

machinery operating around, and if the people around them were workers, they

dressed for work.

no proper factory!

middle–aged man arrived downstairs, followed by three weirdly–dressed men.

middle–aged man who was also the shipping magnate of Riverton. With a laugh, he said, “Oh, Ms. Turnbull – when did you recover? Why didn’t you tell me? I was just going to visit when I’m

here, Mr. Westfield. You owe me twenty million since five years ago–when are you going to pay me?”

the administrator of a port when he borrowed twenty million from her. She just happened to need shipping logistics,

fall sick, and the bastard then seized the opportunity and siphone

off much of

in his care.

payment, he told her he had none!

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

Vicky laughed. “In that

back.”

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