“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.

were at the

shooting here would

be here soon to address the accident. If someone died, there’d

miss, bearing witness. How could he kill someone in front

this juncture, another figure approached Robert, whispering urgently, “The VIP is arriving! Don’t stir up trouble. The boss won’t be pleased if you

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

stole a glance at Julia, whispering, “The young miss

“Are you daft? Can’t you see the young miss is desperate to get away? Handle it properly and the boss will see this accident as fortuitous.

of realization dawning on him. “Then I’ll notify the

relayed, “Tell the boss the young miss had

implored Jagoan, “Sir, you want a hundred thousand dollars, right? Drive me somewhere and I’ll get you the

whispering figure. It dawned on him that the girl standing before him was none other

of luck. He

and I’m staying put. No money, no

begged, “Sir, please, take me away from here. I’ll give you two

resolute.

back to the manor. But Jagoan offered no

barreled towards them, trailed by a retinue. Spotting him,

would have a fender-bender at the manor gate. It was especially vexing as she had just torn her dress. He had intended to fetch a needle and thread

flee, but Jagoan caught her. He

her foot. Just moments ago, she was feeling guilty towards Jagoan. Now, she

at her approaching father and pleaded, “That’s my father.

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