Chapter 166

Sean nodded in satisfaction and whipped out a debit card. “Take this money. I’ll call you if I need your help again… Either way, tonight’s going to be a busy night for me.”

“Of course, Mr. Wesley.” Greg smiled as he took the card.

Next door, Frank was shaking his head.

He knew Greg was a conman from the start, but to think that he was even working for Sean…

“Oh, Gina… I don’t even know where to begin with you.”

Forty million was nothing for Frank, but it was definitely a big deal for Lane Holdings!

Sean and Greg parted ways after finishing lunch together.

Frank thought about it and decided to follow Greg, who was humming happily to himself as he got into his car.

“You seem to be in a good mood, Mr. Marsh?” a voice asked from the backseat.

“Of course,” Greg replied nonchalantly, though he soon realized something was wrong!

He looked at the rearview mirror right then and found Frank there in the backseat!

When did that bastard get in?!

Stunned, he quickly tried to get out of the car, but Frank grabbed him by the neck from behind, rendering him immobile!

“Ugh… What do you want?! I have no fight with you!”

“Amazing, aren’t you? Tricking Gina for forty million?” Frank asked, his eyes narrowing as he studied Greg.

“How’d you know?!” Greg exclaimed in disbelief, but soon did the math and said, “Look, man -you’re an enemy of the Lanes anyway. Why don’t I give you twenty million, and let’s pretend nothing ever happened-”

Frank slapped him across the face, leaving Greg dazed as he bled from the lips.

Still, he kept bargaining. “Oof… thirty million?”

Frank said nothing and slapped him again.

Greg could feel his cheek swelling, and some of his teeth were getting loose!

“What do you want?!” he cried anxiously.

“Return the money and confess to Helen what you did right now.”

“What…” Greg was hesitant.

Frank raised his hand right then, and Greg promptly shielded his cheek as he cried, “Alright, alright! I’ll confess, okay?! But I can’t wire the money back right away since it’s been split and kept in different accounts, and some are in the form of shares. Could you at least give me a couple of days to do it?”

Frank glared at him and growled, “Open your mouth.”

“What? Why?” Greg asked but did so despite his hesitation.

Frank then took out a small pill from his pocket and shoved it into Greg’s mouth. Then, he forced Greg’s jaw shut, making him swallow it.

Greg was left hacking as he cried, “W–What did you just give me?”

“Just a type of laxative, but your intestines will burst and you’ll die, so return the money and confess before coming to me for the antidote.”

“You’re crazy! Do you have to go that far for the Lanes?!”

Grèg was at loss for words–every person in that family belittled Frank, but he would still suck up to them?!

“Shut it,” Frank snapped angrily. “Also, what were you talking about with Sean Wesley? What is he up to tonight?”

Greg gulped at that. “I–I’ll tell you, but don’t hit me…”

“I’ll kill you if you don’t talk,” Frank growled, shooting Greg a glare.

Greg sighed exasperatedly as he gave in. “The twenty million loan Gina took up for me is from a loan company that Sean owns. His thugs would supposedly visit Lane Manor to demand payment today…

and since Gina definitely can’t pay up, they’ll take Helen as collateral. And Sean will be waiting…”