Chapter 106
He Clings to Me Every Nigh
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Olivia Jenkinsâs mouth was tightly covered, unable to make a sound for help.
She was restrained by a man in the back seat, unable to move.
The van drove to the baseâs gates and left unhinderedâno one stopped them or carried out an inspection.
Only when they moved a good distance away did the man release Olivia.
With a sharp gaze, she scrutinized the men, âWho sent you? Where are you taking me?â
One of the men reprimanded in a cold voice, âChief Jenkins, you will understand when we get there. Calm yourself.â
Since the man addressed her by her title, he clearly knew who she was. With this, Olivia calmly analyzed her situation, looking for an opportunity to escape.
He managed to come and go from the Jenkins Groupâs robot base without attracting attention. This, she understood, was no simple feat.
The most probable reason being inside aidâknowing this only made her more cautious about her next move.
Half an hour later, the van drove into an opulent mansion.
Pushed out of the car, Olivia was taken to the edge of a swimming pool.
Under a parasol sat a tattooed man, wearing a bathrobe, with a brutish expression and blond hair.
With a glare from the tattooed man, the others retreated to a distance.
The tattooed man stared sharply at Olivia, who returned his gaze and slowly moved closer.
He barked a crude, âSit!â while cutting into a steak with an imposing demeanor.
Olivia sat opposite him, âWho are you?
The tattooed man sneered, âSo youâre Andrew Jenkinsâs adopted daughter? You call the shots at Jenkins Group?â
Maintaining a calm demeanor, Olivia replied simply, âYes.â
âI heard you have no intentions of repaying the 200 million you owe me.â
There was a deadly glint in the tattooed manâs eye, but Olivia remained composed, showing no fear.
She now had a hunch about what was happening.
âIâve just taken over Jenkins Group and havenât gone through the accounts yet. An auditing process started yesterday, and the result will likely be ready the day after tomorrow at the earliest.â
âIf you donât pay up, I can make you disappear within minutes,â he threatened, downing the red wine in his glass.
Olivia replied with a faint smile, âIf something were to happen to me, you wouldnât see a single penny of that 200 million.â
The manâs face darkened at her threatening retort, his glare intensifying, âAre you threatening me?â
âI believe youâre only interested in the money, not in causing trouble. Until the audit by Jenkins Group is concluded, Iâm afraid I canât give you a clear answer. So, you must be the boss of Daily Finance Debt Company, right?â
The corners of the tattooed manâs mouth twisted up into a smirk as he looked
Olivia over, âSmart girl.â
Curious, Olivia inquired further, âWho told you I was not going to repay the money?â
âYour suppliers have been saying as much. Are you bold enough to admit it?â he retorted.
Oliviaâs eyes sparkled as she replied, âIâve never said such a thing. As long as the audit confirms it, no matter how large the debt, Iâll take full responsibility.â
âEmpty promises. Isnât that easy?â He scoffed and stabbed a melon with his knife.
Red melon juice flowed onto the white table and dripped onto the ground, The red liquid staining the ground was eerily unsettling.
Despite the evident threat, Olivia didnât even blink; she kept a steady gaze on the tattooed man, her face calm and fearless.
A gleam in Oliviaâs eyes, she sought further clarification, âMay I know who negotiated this huge loan with you? And how did you even agree to lend such an enormous amount without any collateral?â
âAre you questioning me? Had enough of living?â he growled.
With the chill of his roar echoing, the henchmen trooped in, restraining Olivia. Her arms were twisted behind her back, inducing pain..