Peter was clearly trying to shirk responsibility.

However, Kit sprang to his feet, striding up to Peter and seizing him by the collar as he spat, "It was all your idea! Swindling your mommy with that land to get her money-well, shit! All you've done now is to throw them money!"

Flinging Peter on the couch, he bellowed, "You have three days. Get that land back at the price you sold it, or your head will roll!"

"Security!"

As Kit slammed his hand on his desk again, the doors of his office opened.

Two muscular bodyguards who stood over two meters strode in, as Kit pointed at Peter and snapped, "Throw him out of here!"

"Yes, Mr. Jameson," the bodyguards replied, then picked Peter up as if he were a cat and flung him out on the street.

"That's out of line!"

a highway that just happens to pass through that area?! It's all just a coincidence, but you're

arms before his chest as he snapped coldly, "Mr. Jameson says you have three days. If you can't get every

chuckled. "A loser like you is telling Mr. Jameson what

outburst left Peter cringing just like a whipped dog, mumbling

in Kit's hands, just as every last dime he conned from

he was nothing more

huffed as he trudged along the street, getting grumpier the

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