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Chapter 42: Bruised Pride and Balls

Author: Dreamer17
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-07 14:39:49

Angelo’s POV

The warehouse smells like rust and old blood. It always does. This is the same warehouse where I kept the guy who murdered our loan shark. Back when he was crying about keeping all his fingers.

I step inside to see him already waiting, shifting on his feet like he is standing on hot coals. He gives a weak smile when he sees me, then straightens up and puffs out his chest like it would help.

“Mr. Angelo,” he says,with his hands twitching nervously. “I—uh—I did what you said.”

I cross my arms. “Go on.”

He pulls a folder from his coat and hands it over. “You asked me to multiply by five half of the 570 million. I turned that into 855 million.”

I flip through the file. Numbers, transfers, dummy corporations. The man has done his homework. I whistle low. “You tripled it.”

He nods whilst swallowing hard. “Yes, sir. I—uh—wanted to impress you.”

I look up, smirking. “You did good, man. But it’s not enough.”

His face drops like I had slapped him. “I—I know. I know,” he stammers.
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