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"He hasn’t made any promises he can't keep. That's more than I can say for some people." Ethan's face hardened, his jaw clenched. "This isn't about me." "No. It’s about me and we are done Ethan. You and I. Please leave my house." Elena stood up and walked over to the window. He hesitated for just a beat, his voice low and intense. “There’s a mole in the FBI, feeding information to Lorenzo and the syndicate. He has strings of crimes to answer for. Money Laundering and Financial Crimes, Drug Trafficking/Illegal Arms Dealing, Murder for Hire/Assassination Plots, Corruption and Bribery, Trafficking, Smuggling. A covert operation turned bloody and the FBI lost lots of good men.”

She really was there, watching, her gaze shifting between us, silent but demanding answers. "What’s going on?" she muttered, and when no one responded, she demanded, "¡¿Dije qué está pasando?!" With a small smirk at me, Diego shouted back, "His money got stolen—a certain twenty thousand. You know anything about that?" Mum gasped. "Myles..." "Not now, Mum!" "But she has questions, Myles." Diego snickered, eyeing me. "Ready to drop the act so she can see? Explain how you got twenty thousand?"

My skin felt like it was crawling with microscopic insects. "V? You’re hyperventilating. Just a little," Jax’s voice was softer now, the adrenaline of the heist fading into genuine concern. "The money is safe. It’s bouncing through four different relays in the Baltics before it lands in your private offshore. You’re sixty million richer than you were an hour ago. Breathe."

“And now you want to do it with me, do you trust me?” “Anyone who works with my Dad is trustworthy. I know.” He said, “We are talking a $50million heist. Diamonds heist!” “How old are you?” “Our spots are full but available just for you. Want to join?” “Who are you?” “Imagine $1.2million at age 16! How much is it in Rands? R17.6M?” he laughed I grabbed him against the wall, “I said who are you? Where you sent by those Russians?”

I rented a room outside and focused on studying. Halfway down the street, Vincent video-called me. When I answered, his smug face filled the screen. He whispered, "Mikaela, you're reborn too, right? How does it feel? It's too bad, though. Even in this life, you still can't beat me. You'll just watch as I take that 100 million dollars. "And don't even think about calling the cops. It won't work. We're family. So, your money is our money. The cops won't do anything.

' (Where's the money? He gasped and checked his pockets frantically. 'I don't know, I forgot my wallet.' 'Sir, this is not a joke, where is my money?' 'Te lo giuro, non ce li ho.' He said with a playful, frightened tone. (I swear to you, I don't have it) 'This is not a joke, Mr. Man, start dropping before I execute you, proprio adesso.' I threatened. He laughed and dropped his credit card with a bow.

I don't know why the police haven't caught him yet, tsk! "My money is missing from the bank?" "WHAT?" I couldn't stop breathing what I heard. "How much?" His lips moved before he answered me. “Seven-hundred million...” "WHATTT?! That much?” The amount of money he was missing overwhelmed me. Can start a business. I heard him sigh before he answered me. While he's still holding one of my hands now. "Not sure if it's Rago. Because… There is a name that has been detected... I don't know. Hackers.” I was shocked and then I held my head.

Justino explained, “Is the money mine, can I have access to the money?“ Ethan asked, “As you can see, the documents are two different one, the other bank documents that was In your name Is my money, my hard earned money, the money that I was jailed for, I really work hard to make that money” Justino said while tears streaming down from his eyes, “This money Is huge dad, the first one Is twenty five billion dollars, and the second one Is just ten billion dollars” Ethan said, “but this money Is Not In the United States of America and how do we lay hands on this money?“ Ethan asked,

Mike Green. She mentally slapped herself and looked back down as she felt fresh tears stream out of her eyes for the umpteenth time that night. Of all the rich American bastards that existed in the city, Kal couldn't come up with anyone to take a heist on. But no, his stupid ass had to pick the wealthiest English man in probably the whole of America. She'd seen him in a magazine Mr Anderson bought and left on the counter at her coffee shop. Right now she could only attempt to wish that he would spare her. "How did you little twat think that you could beat my security? Did you assume that it was safe to come here because it's night?" He questioned, cocking a brow as he did.

He was high and stupid. “The most comical part about this is that you think Emilio will actually bring those billions here. He’ll never do that. Besides, we legitimized all his businesses and he has no money lying around. He has a few thousand dollars, but he doesn’t have millions.” “If you watched the news you would know. But you’re obviously too busy getting high and drunk to realize that the man whose money you’re trying to get is in the bank. We invested it in stocks and bought property so that we could legitimize him. You’re so stupid. It hurts to look at you. You and Vittoria say I’m dumb, but you’re the dumb ones because you don’t even bother to do your research before you try to exto