“Blackmail?” Jagoan quickly said as the accusation hung in the air. He retorted, “I was just passing by, not looking for trouble. Then out of nowhere, this girl plows into my car. Demanding compensation is only fair. Labeling it extortion is unjust. Don’t think you can intimidate me just because you have numbers on your side!”

The mobster swiftly drew a pistol from his waist, aiming it at Jagoan’s head. His voice was cold and unwavering, “Leave now! One more word and I’ll pull the trigger!”

“Fool!” Jagoan spat, his anger boiling over. “You really think you can shoot me out here?”

In the nick of time, Jordan swung open the passenger door of the Chevrolet, brandishing his phone. He shouted, “Mr. Jagoan, I’ve called the police!”

“Good!” Jagoan nodded, a smirk playing on his lips. He fixed a steely gaze on the mobster and challenged, “You planning to shoot me? Well, come on, take your shot!”

He gestured at his own forehead, taunting, “If you’ve got the guts, do it!”

Julia, wide-eyed and horrified, shouted, “Robert! Lower that gun!”

To Julia, even though the sum the stranger demanded was exorbitant, she recognized her culpability in the accident. It was only right to offer compensation. It was completely unjust for her father’s henchman to wield a firearm.

Seeing Jagoan’s unyielding stance, the mobster found himself at a loss.

He didn’t actually want to pull the trigger.

He just wanted to assert his mafia affiliation, to make this audacious oriental man grasp the gravity of the situation and leave.

But who would have anticipated this level of defiance?

Usually, he wouldn’t hesitate to fire.

Yet today was different.

at the

would undoubtedly

here soon to address the accident. If someone died, there’d be no covering

there was the young miss, bearing witness. How could he kill someone in front

“The VIP is arriving! Don’t stir up trouble. The

shuddered at the reminder, fretting. “What do we do now? He’s demanding a hundred

whispering, “The young miss is

you see the young miss is desperate to get away? Handle it properly and the boss will

to reality, a grin of realization dawning on him.

and relayed, “Tell the boss the young miss had

implored Jagoan, “Sir, you want a hundred thousand dollars, right? Drive me

the whispering figure. It dawned on him that the girl standing

of luck. He couldn’t let this

firmly, “No, I want cash and I’m staying put. No money, no movement, even if the

begged, “Sir, please, take me away

resolute.

eyes, her gaze darting back to the

standoff, a portly figure in a suit barreled towards them, trailed by

at the manor gate. It was especially vexing as she had just torn her dress. He had intended to fetch a needle and thread to mend it when he received word of the

caught her. He warned her gravely, “Miss, if

she was feeling guilty towards Jagoan. Now, she wanted nothing more than to

father and pleaded, “That’s my father. He’ll give you

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