Akudama Drive Swindler นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You wouldn’t dare expose me.” Damion would. And Adrian knew it. His phone vibrated on the passenger seat. Leonard. Without taking his eyes off the road, Damion hit the answer button on his car’s Bluetooth. “Talk.” “Boss, we have a problem.” Damion’s jaw clenched. “What kind of problem?” Leonard hesitated. “It’s Adrian. He just made a large withdrawal from an offshore account. Something big is happening.” Damion exhaled slowly. Of course Adrian wouldn’t just sit back and accept his loss.

The contents of the chat history also appeared before her eyes. Young Mistress: "As long as you help me kill Kayra, I will pay off your debt. I will also give you two billion." The driver who hit: "How do I know whether you will comply with the promise or not?" Young Lady: "I am Darwis's wife, two billion is nothing to me." The driver who hit: "I will believe you once. If you dare break your promise, I will throw a tantrum at the Dawson Group! People who have nothing are not afraid of everything!"

Meanwhile, the angered commenters began swarming Cade's live stream to expose his lies and report his account. Seeing that his plan had failed, Cade ended the live stream in a hurry. However, there was no escaping for him after he'd done such a thing. Soon, Cade was arrested and convicted for false accusations, spreading misinformation, and seriously disrupting social order. He was then served seven days of detention at the police station according to the law. … I had finally returned from work one day when I suddenly caught sight of a timid figure crouching over in a dark corner. It was Cade again.

I stared back at the man who's still fast asleep and after I found a polo shirt that fits my entire body, I cursed myself a couple of times, quickly puts it on, and then sped off regardless of how my vulva is still aching. "Damn it all!" I cussed loudly while running like a mad child. I am Amanda Urduja. My life is filled with illegal work and lavishes, but I've never messed up a task this badly. This is the first time I've messed up; I swear.

, and Master Camila's jade carving skills are exquisite. It would start at no less than ten million." I nodded, "Since you're such a fan of Master Camila, I'll give you a bottom line: you owe me ten million." Cecilia's face flushed with anger. "Are you kidding? Trying to exchange a fake for the value of a genuine piece is outright fraud!" From the audience, someone chimed in, "I've never seen someone so shameless! Not only are you auctioning a fake, but you’re also trying to swindle others. What nerve!" "Instead of wasting your time here, you should think about how to charm a man into helping you swap for a genuine piece to auction." Amid the crowd's laughter, I remained unfazed, simply smil

He stared at me curiously till I was introduced as Damien's wife. I tried to control my uneasiness because of our last meeting. I had a crush on Akmed the first day we had a meeting together but it died after I knew he was married. I met him again when I was seeking solutions bankruptcy. Akmed was excited to meet me, but at the mention of bankruptcy, his mood changed. I could still remember his words “this is a bad news Miss Swift! I think my uncles have to put a hold on the contract till you sort out this". As soon as he said this, he excused himself and walked out on me.

he added slyly and shot a cunning look at Susan, a look that appeared like he could eat her for dinner. " It's tasty " she responded, her expression stoic. " I'm sure it is " he said, widening the smile. " So where is the drop happening ? and who is the client ? " Sunday questioned. Spinning the seat around again such that he faced the monitor, he clicked and a name popped up, " A guy named George Achademsi, obviously an alias, but he's no geek in the game, George is a full time cocaine dealer and from what we have here, this isn't the first time they'll be doing business, " David responded.

“Was she your girlfriend?” “No,” Adam scoffs. “I wouldn’t have minded that, though. She was one fine-looking piece of ass.” “I’m going to rip you apart, motherfucker,” Ryder growls. “No, you’re not. You’re going to shut up and die like Amanda did.” He retorts, pressing the barrel to my head. “She tried to do good when she found out about my business venture. I was just getting off the ground and discovered the sweetest little fifteen-year-old runaway… one of Amanda’s students. For a few hundred thousand dollars, I found her a new master in Saudi. Your mother somehow caught on, and was about to blow the whistle. I couldn’t let that happen.”

Damaris walked straight over to Selah, throwing her arms around her in a tight, emotional embrace. "It's over," Damaris whispered, her voice thick with genuine gratitude. "The paper is ash. The digital files are gone." Selah held her tight, a proud smile touching her lips before she looked over at Xavier. "And the financial trail?" Xavier set his glass down, his dark eyes turning cold as he looked at the wire transfer signatures displayed on Selah's screen. "Julian," Xavier said, his deep voice carrying a hard, dangerous weight. "Pendleton was a mercenary. Julian Drake was the one who bankrolled the entire audit from the shadows to cripple us before the new distribution lanes opened."