A FORTUNE IN FURY: THE SECRET TRILLIONAIRE HEIR

Chapter 18

Adrian shuddered. “Two Packets?” He inquired in a confused manner. He had never heard of a currency called packets. He stared at them with a thoughtless gaze that made him look stupid but he wasn't planning on waiting around in this room.

Although the inherent fear had died down, he was still imagining the dead in the room pushing themselves out of their drawers and coming out to feast on them. It was at this moment he realized he shouldn't have consumed too much of those horror movies as a kid.

He exhaled and then turned around to look at them as the one called Whiskey walked towards him and drew the body out completely and began to stuff it in a bodybag. “I hope you brought your car,” he said in a tone that made him feel like he was crossed with a tiger as it was more of a roar than a voice.

“Yes I did,” Adrian answered, stepping away as he started to move outside the room.

“Oh, you can't leave the room without payment,” Mr Blood stopped him, his usual cheeky smile on his lips.