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

Vicky Turnbull,” Vicky told him. “Tell your boss to

the famous Turnbull

Vicky nodded.

now,” the youth said and ran to the office

around just then.

was no machinery operating around, and if the people around

for work.

no proper factory!

a middle–aged man arrived downstairs,

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 less busy.”

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

Jackie had merely been the administrator of a port when he borrowed twenty million from her. She just happened

sick, and the bastard

off much of

left in

recently demanded payment, he told

chuckled. “When you left your cargo in my port five years ago, I never collected a cent from you for security–the twenty million would count as collateral.”

all this while?” Vicky laughed. “In

back.”

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