Living With My Lady Boss

Wilbur frowned and asked, "Didn't you call the police?" "We did." Xavi shook his head and continued, "They ran when the police arrived. The police then told us they'd investigate the whole ordeal before leaving." Skyler chuckled and said, "This place may be run-down, but the corruption runs deep." "What do you mean?" asked Wilbur.

Skyler chuckled and answered, "Isn't it obvious? The local police are in cahoots with these thugs. My guess is that the initial fifty million dollars has already been used up." Wilbur said nonchalantly, "There's no one out there who can scamof my money." "I believe that, but what are we going to do about this?" asked Skyler while rubbing his hands together.

Wilbur pondered for a moment. He then said slowly, "We'll head into town tomorrow to talk to the person in charge. After that, we'll decide based on how they react. Also, regarding the people who attacked you, have you found out who they are?" "We asked around, but everyone avoided the subject when we mentioned them. No one is willing to tell us anything. It's as if they're afraid of them." "Do you have photos or any videos?" asked Wilbur. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Bentley hurriedly said, "I have a photo. | sneakily took it when they were beating Xavi." "Send it to me." Bentley hurriedly sent the photo to Wilbur. He then said, "That's the leader, the man with the goatee." Wilbur zoomed in on the photo. Around ten people were attacking Xavi, and one of them was a short and muscular man with a chubby face and goatee. He was easy to identify.

Wilbur looked at the photo and asked, "Are you sure he's the leader?" "I'm sure. He brought the men along and instructed them to beat us up," replied Bentley.

Wilbur nodded and said, "Alright, leave the rest to me. Why are you guys staying at a place like this?" "This project will take at least a year and a half to complete. Staying at a hotel for that long wouldn't be practical, so we rented a house to stay instead," said Xavi.

Wilbur looked around. It was a lousy house. While it had a kitchen and toilet, it stank due to the hot summer weather. The overall living conditions were also terrible. With this, Wilbur could tell that the two in front of them took their job quite seriously.

"How about we stay at a hotel for a few days, for the sake of your safety? After that, we'll find you two better accommodations once this issue has been resolved," said Wilbur.

Xavi and Bentley kept nodding because truth be told, they were frightened.

The mountainous area was secluded. They were beaten up in broad daylight despite being investors. If they were not being supported by Cape Consortium, they would have fled this area long ago.

Walking out of the house, they eventually found a nearby hotel and asked for two rooms, checking into them.

The rooms were ordinary and a bit run-down. However, Xavi and Bently did not mind the place.

Wilbur told Xavi and Bentley to rest. He was sitting in one of the rooms with Skyler.

Sounding bored, Skyler asked, "Doesn't this place have any night-tentertainment?" "We are in a mountainous area. Do you think this is Seechertown?" asked Wilbur sarcastically.

Skyler shrugged helplessly. He looked extremely bored.

Wilbur frowned and did not say anything. After a moment, he slowly asked, "Did you say the goatee guy is a local bully?" "What else can he be? Xavi and Bentley just got here, so it's impossible that these guys have a grudge against them. Someone definitely instructed the goatee guy to beat them up. It doesn't make sense otherwise." "So you mean it has something to do with the person in charge of this town?" "Absolutely. One hundred million dollars is an astronomical amount in a place like this. If someone takes even half of it for themselves, it's still a huge windfall. Most people wouldn't be able to resist such temptation," he explained lazily.

Wilbur nodded in agreement. It seemed that he had oversimplified the matter. Donating the funds was not as easy as he had initially thought.

However, these crooks were practically asking for death since they had decided to mess with him.

Wilbur took his phone out and sent the photo of the goatee guy to Beverly. After that, he dialed the specialized number.

"Hello, Deacon Penn. I'm your specialized personnel, Beverly Torres. How may | help you?" Her sweet voice could be heard from the phone.

Wilbur replied, "Beverly, | sent you a photo just now. Helprun a background check on this person."