Debtor - Creditor

Danielle’s family frequently borrowed money from a billionaire whose very name struck fear into anyone who heard it, Lord Lionel Rick. The Lionel family had two sons, Lionel Rick and Lionel Carole, born to the same father but different mothers. Mr. Lionel favored the younger son of his second wife far more than the eldest son of his first wife. However, Lionel Carole had no interest in business, only in art, working as a freelance painter, so Lionel Rick was temporarily given control of the inheritance. His personality was heavily affected by his mother’s death and his father’s biased treatment.

The burden of the family weighed heavily on Lionel Rick’s shoulders. Since childhood, he had been cold and reserved, with no relatives close to him, and even fewer friends, like a lone lion lost within his own pride, forced to hunt alone and learn to grow. Because of that, he only cared about profit and had no humanity. He made his father unable to underestimate or abandon him. Not only that, over the years he had successfully taken control of both the business and political worlds and was willing to eliminate anyone who dared oppose him. The number of skeletons beneath his feet could probably pile up like a mountain.

A cruel and solitary king.

That was what Danielle had heard. She was just a small, ordinary woman, unable not to feel fear toward such a man. She did not even dare to look at him carefully. However, even with just a brief glance, the features of his face were no joke, as refined as a perfectly sculpted statue.

Cruel, but undeniably handsome…

And his body was perfectly built as well. He seemed very serious about working out at the gym.

“Get out of the car!” Lionel Rick shouted.

Danielle immediately snapped back to her senses. In her confusion, she had no choice but to admit that she was the only daughter of the Angelina family, the only way she could buy herself more time.

Upon hearing the name Angelina, his attitude immediately changed.

“You are Angelina Danielle?” Lionel was not pleased to meet a debtor in this situation, but he still wanted to. Simply because if the parents ran away, then the daughter had to repay the debt. He hated the feeling of taking a loss.

“Y… yes!” The billionaire’s scrutinizing gaze made Danielle regret revealing her identity. If she had known she would meet him, she would have “worn diapers” before coming.

Lionel Rick was notorious for loan sharking, owning thousands of debtors. The most unfortunate were probably her parents, with an enormous debt, interest upon interest, truly impossible to calculate the exact amount.

“Your courage is quite something. Or have you already earned money to repay your parents’ debt?”

“I… not yet!” Danielle swallowed, her voice trembling slightly.

“Damn it! You have nothing and still dare to face me? Do you want to die? Or do you think I am too easygoing to let you toy with me?” Lionel Rick shouted again. The car even trembled slightly with his movement. Danielle felt as if a massive rock was pressing down on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

She tried to calm him down, but she was not very good with words.

“No, no, I mean… I will earn money to repay you. But right now, my situation is very difficult, I hope you can give me more time.”

He suddenly glared at her. “How? From what I see, even if you were sold to brothels or had all your organs harvested, it still would not be enough to cover the interest your parents owe.”

Sold to brothels?

Organ trafficking?

God, he really was a devil.

Moreover, he was taking out his phone and calling someone. Was he really going to sell her?

This was bad. Danielle quickly thought of a plan. Frank Tino had already left, and taking advantage of Lionel Rick’s momentary distraction, Danielle risked everything, opened the car door, and ran like the wind.

“ANGELINA DANIELLE!!!”

The billionaire got out of the car and shouted, but it was useless. Danielle quickly hid and disappeared after running into a narrow alley.

“Damn it, that cunning girl!”

When the assistant returned to the car, he cheerfully presented the custom-made suit for Lionel, but Lionel, in a fit of rage, threw it onto the street and stomped on it several times. The expensive suit became a filthy mess.

“Sir, what happened?” The assistant bent down to pick it up, afraid he had done something wrong.

“The Angelina family, their daughter… hurry, quickly, no matter what, capture her.”

“Yes, I will do it immediately!”

…

As for Danielle, because she had run too fast, she sprained her ankle, and her knee hurt terribly. She had no choice but to sit by the roadside to catch her breath.

“I almost got sold by him! Luckily I ran fast.”

Suddenly realizing her luggage was still in the billionaire’s car, she wanted to dig a hole and jump into it. Something so important, yet she forgot it. There were a few keepsakes from her parents inside.

“Oh my God… How could I forget the suitcase? What do I do now? If I go back, I am dead for sure.”

Just as she finished speaking, a mocking voice suddenly sounded behind her, some strange man deliberately imitating her voice. “What do I do now? If I go back, I will surely…”

“Hah hah hah!!!”

Danielle jumped up and stepped back. She screamed in panic, because this alley was extremely deserted. Her mistake was running into this place, somewhere women should not be. “Who are you?”

A group of rough men who often wandered in narrow alleys and slum areas had set their sights on her. Was this really just a coincidence?

“A pretty girl with nowhere to go, right? Come with us, we will take you to some very fun places!”

“I… I am not going anywhere! If you do not move aside, I will scream!”

“Go ahead! Scream louder! Ah… Ah… Ah… help me… scream! There are no patrol police in this area!”

“HELP ME! IS ANYONE THERE? HELP ME…” Danielle tried her best to run while shouting. But due to her injured leg, the distance kept shrinking, and they easily caught up to her.

“You bitch, stop…”

One of them grabbed her by the tail of her hair and pulled hard. Danielle fell to the ground, her entire body aching.

They all rushed in, punching and kicking her until she was bruised. Only when she fainted did they stop. One of them took a sack, covered her head, tied her hands tightly behind her back, and carried her over his shoulder. Another reported to the person who had ordered them to follow Danielle.

“I have caught her. What do you want to do with her now?”

From the other end came a familiar voice. Julia Quinn sat leisurely painting her nails in front of a mirror and said, “My sister may be over thirty, but she still has some beauty left. Do whatever you want with her, then sell her wherever you like.”

“Understood! Ha ha! Today is truly a lucky day, money and women for entertainment!”