Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 434

Chapter 434 Nothing Will Change

Boris quickly tried to turn off the livestream, but for some reason, he couldn’t. What? But it should’ve been

shut down.

Blake looked at him and said coldly. “Save your breath

The viewers went into mocking mode too.

We have the evidence and witnesses,’ and your account’s revealed. There’s nowhere to hide

You f*cking scumbag. Let’s see you weasel your way out of this. You pride yourself on bullsh*tting your way out of any situation, don’t you?”

You claim to be helping stray cats, but you’re actually selling their blood? How evil can you be? How dare

demand someone else to be a paragon of virtue when you’re nothing but trash yourself!

you

you call Blake a paragon of virtue? He’s doing the same thing I did. He’s just trying to gain traffic by putting on a mask of justice. He roared, “Yeah, the workshop’s

blood, but you never asked us why. We never did

owners are worried about their pets, and we’re just trying to help them! It’s not

to save more cats! We’re doing charity here!”

believe it. They’re still trying to weasel their way out

as I’m shameless enough, no one can take me down. I’ve always been preparing for any situation. Let’s see

to defend Boris couldn’t say a word anymore. Blake flipped through the workshop’s accounts, and it was filled with the records of the transactions they made. Every transaction was recorded as ‘Blood donation’ and ‘Donation, just like what Boris said,

the amount paid for different volumes of blood had a pattern. For example, 100ml of blood would net them three thousand, while 50ml of blood would net them 1500. Sometimes there would be more blood being sold, and the workshop would gain six thousand to ten thousand. Those were rare, but the amount

could be this uniform. Blake knew that anyone could see that as long as they had a functioning brain.

but just like he said, even if he was selling

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law couldn’t do anything to him, and the only way to

was done for, Boris dropped his good man act, and he laughed. “You losers can’t even do sh*t! Yeah, curse me. Like I care about that. I’ve made enough money anyway. Not like your curses can do sh*t! I can just change my name and open up another workshop,

turned off the livestream. The viewers were angry, but they knew Boris was telling the truth. Their whole country was filled with people like Boris. They’d come back stronger after one was taken down, and no one could see

just to make a quick buck. Eventually, the whole world would lose

no idea what she could do, but she felt suffocated. She wanted to do something, but she couldn’t, and

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