Chapter 337 When I Call the Shots.
Olivia smiled in satisfaction..
*Considering youâve not only damaged my antique lamp but also injured our actors...â
The blond thug blinked in disbelief. Injured your actors?
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+8 Pear He glanced at the boys, who looked refreshed and completely unharmed, then at his own crew sprawled out like beaten dogs on the ground.
Who exactly injured whom here?
But faced with Oliviaâs deceptively cheerful expression, he forced a grin.
âRight, youâre right. Itâs our fault! We hurethem, itâs all on us!â
Her fists packed a punch. Whatever she said, he was agreeing to it.
âFor damages, lost work, and emotional distress, Iâll be thir. Just two hundred grand.â Olivia spoke with mock generosity.
Two hundred grand?
The blond thug nearly cried. Heâd come to collect protection fees, not only failed to get a cent but also ended up with his crew beaten to a pulp, and now she was shaking him down for three hundred grand!
Is this crew secretly a gang of bandits?
One look at Olivia and the throng of boys behind her, though, and he knew, he didnât dare say no.
âI... I donât have that kind of cash on me,â he stammered miserably.
Olivia cracked her knuckles.
Tears welled up in the thugâs eyes.
âI swear, Iâm not lying! Iâm just a lackey. I donât have that much money! If I did, why would I be out here collecting fees?â
âNo cash? Then why are you wasting my time?â Olivia sneered. âMight as well take you out now.â
The thug nearly wet himself, his mind racing for a solution.
âL... I donât have money, but my boss does! He sent me here after hearing a film crew was setting up shop.â
âYour boss!
The thug nodded hastily.
âYeah, the Red Jackalsâ leader. Heâs got loads of cash!â
In truth, the blond thug was just a pawn using the gang name to recruit petty criminals and extort crews at the film lot, all under orders from his boss.
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Chapter 337 When I Call the Shots But this time, heâd bitten off more than he could chew.
63 +8 Pearls Zayn stepped in. âOlivia, maybe just let it go. Weâve already done what no other crew dared. No one got hurt, and letâs not make this bigger.â
âLet it go?â Olivia chuckled. âI donât care if itâs a dragon. It still curls up when I call the shots.â
Walking away from three hundred grand? Not a chance.
No way was she letting them off after trying to extort her crew.
âCall your boss, Olivia ordered.
The thug quickly pulled out his phone. But barely two sentences in, a string of curses blasted through the line.
The thug, who had strutted confidently before other crews, now cringed like a scolded dog, silent under the barrage.
After a few more words, the call abruptly ended.
âWell... my boss said heâs getting the money ready,â the thug stammered nervously. âHeâll be here in ten minutes...
Oliviaâs gaze narrowed.
Cold sweat broke out on the thugâs back.
In truth, his boss had no intention of paying up. Heâd told the thug to stall for time while gathering more men to trash the set and teach the crew a brutal lesson But the thug wouldnât dare breathe a word of that to Olivia.
All he could do was pretend to comply and bide his time, hoping his boss would soon arrive to turn the tables and get revenge.
What a d*mn woman! Once the boss gets here, sheâs gonna pay for this humiliation!
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