Envisioning Gustavo’s face, Lucas swiftly packed up his belongings and migrated to Jagoan’s cell as the break neared its conclusion.

As Gustavo entered Jagoan’s cell, his immediate exclamation was, “Mr. Jagoan, why is your cell so spotless?”

All eyes among the inmates darted between each other, memories of today’s grueling cleaning flashing vividly.

Jagoan smirked and responded, “Hygiene is the top priority in this cell. Whether they’re in for arson, assault, or fraud, anyone engaging in unhygienic behavior pays in blood.”

Jagoan fixed Gustavo with a serious gaze, adding, “That includes you.”

Quick to assure compliance, Gustavo hastily vowed, “Rest assured, Mr. Jagoan, I’ll strictly follow all your orders!”

For Gustavo, survival hinged on Jagoan’s goodwill. In this context, he dared not put on a facade.

Surveying Jagoan’s cell, Gustavo eagerly informed him, “Mr. Jagoan, I dropped at least two hundred grand on Bruce Weinstein tonight. He owes me a favor. Anything you need, just ask him, he won’t dare refuse!”

Intrigued, Jagoan inquired, “Your two Miss Universes tonight cost $200,000?”

face as he explained, “They flew in, airfare,

as they are, they might not be

“Mr. Jagoan, why do

Soon, he’ll wander New York like a lost soul, seeking my help in

two women. Why

an air of mystery,

his phone, shared a brief update

in downtown New York – the heart of Manhattan and the city’s

reserved the hotel’s most expensive presidential suite for the night, a lavish

no inkling that

arrival, Bruce was escorted to the top-floor presidential suite by Gustavo’s staff, where two Miss Universe from Latin America awaited. Dressed provocatively,

maid cooing, “Dear master, you’re back!” The

lover, in a scene of unparalleled luxury.

into the room, he felt an excruciating pain beneath him. Looking down, he saw his

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