"There's work to do," Dixon said to Paulo. *** At the factory, in the supervisor's office, Roger was tied to a chair. His hands and feet were bound tightly, and his mouth was gagged with a cloth. Yet, he made loud noises, struggling to break free. "Shut up! If you keep making noise, I'll cut out your tongue!" snapped Sadam, the leader of the group. His sharp gaze was fixed on Roger. "I'm waiting for the CEO of Hamilton Group to come talk to me. Lewo wants this place. Even if he can’t get all of it, he's still after it." Not long after, Diana arrived at the factory and went straight to the supervisor’s office. Outside, Roger’s secretary looked anxious. "CEO Diana, they're inside!" the secretary said, his voice trembling, on the verge of tears. "Should we call the police?" "No," Diana shook her head. "I'll go in and assess the situation first." When Diana saw the injured security guards, their faces bruised from being beaten, she felt powerless. "CEO Diana, these men are
Dixon pulled Diana into the car. “Why are you so stubborn?” Why did she insist on solving everything on her own? Diana didn’t respond. “If anything happens to you, I’ll lose my mind.” He didn’t tell Diana that if something happened to her, the entire Reddof area would plunge into chaos from his fury. *** At the supervisor’s office, screams of agony echoed. The door was sealed tightly, and Sadam realized in despair how soundproof the room was. Paulo sat calmly, his cold gaze fixed on the men before him. “You’ve got some nerve causing trouble here! Did you think the Hamilton Group would just back down?” Despite his bleeding wounds, Sadam remained defiant. “Once Boss Lewo arrives, you’re all dead!” Paulo chuckled softly and gave a slight nod to Gobu. Gobu stepped forward, grabbed Sadam by the hair, and slapped him repeatedly until a few of his teeth fell out. “Lewo is trash!” Gobu snarled. “If he bothers Diana again, I’ll crush him!” Sadam and his men were filled
Lewo lowered the wine glass in his hand. “How many people did he bring?” “Just a dozen,” his subordinate answered hesitantly. Lewo paused for a moment, wondering if he had misheard. He had gathered three hundred men. “Just a dozen?” Lewo smirked coldly. “He really dares to show up with so few men? Does he think I won’t touch him?” He gave a sharp instruction, “Have them wait in the small room. I’ll deal with them when I’m finished here.” He wasn’t actually busy—this was just a tactic to show Paulo that his status was far below his. For Lewo, this meeting was a chance to make Paulo submit. As Lewo poured himself another glass of wine, thinking of what demands to make, someone kicked the door open. “What the hell?!” Lewo roared. Paulo strolled in with a calm smile. “Your men said you were busy, so I thought I’d check for myself. Turns out you were just busy drinking wine?” he mocked. Lewo’s anger flared. “Do you tired of living, Paulo?” Paulo remained composed. “We’r
Dixon stood in front of Lewo, his demeanor cold and steady. "You should make the call," he said directly, skipping any formalities. Lewo frowned. "Call who?" "Use the phone with only one number saved in it," Dixon replied calmly. Lewo immediately felt uneasy. That number belonged to a woman he had hidden away, and no one knew about her. "Who the hell are you?" Lewo asked, his voice tight with panic. Dixon remained unfazed. "Make the call now. I hope you're not too late." Lewo’s heart pounded wildly, feeling like it would burst from his chest. Reluctantly, filled with suspicion, he grabbed the phone and dialed. After two rings, a soft female voice answered on the other end. “Why are you calling again? I was taking a nap with our son.” Lewo let out a relieved sigh, but before he could say anything, Dixon interjected, “Tell her to look out the bedroom window.” Though filled with resentment, Lewo complied. “Babe, could you check the window real quick?” "Why?" she asked, confus
Who did it?” “I don’t know, but they say it’s connected to Reddof. Lewo had his eyes on assets there, and now he’s dead.” The room fell silent. After a long pause, Nico spoke. “It must’ve been Paulo and his gang. Boss, we shouldn’t act yet. Let’s dig for more information.” “Lewo’s men in the north have disappeared too. For now, we can’t touch Reddof.” Everyone exchanged serious glances. “What about Master Nom’s reaction?” someone asked. A powerful figure had suddenly emerged in Reddof, clearing out illegal business circles and wiping out Lewo overnight. This wasn’t a minor issue. If this was a battle between major forces, continuing the fight wouldn’t be an option. “Master Nom hasn’t interfered for ten years, but everyone in Umamo still listens to him,” Topan said. “He stays quiet to avoid trouble, but he’ll still take his cut.” For years, Master Nom didn’t care about anything happening within the illegal circles. Even if the bosses clashed, they’d still look to him to mediat
The salesperson was stunned. "A new car...?" he murmured in disbelief. He was dumbfounded. Do rich people buy cars like they buy vegetables? "Don’t you have something better?" Dixon asked, seeing the salesperson still confused. "Oh, of course! Would you like another from the 5 Series?" he asked enthusiastically. "No, that's too low. Do you have anything more premium?" Dixon asked, shaking his head. "If it's too cheap, don't bother showing it to me." The salesperson swallowed nervously, feeling tense. Diana was surprised, and so was Gobu. "The latest 7 Series, the M760Li. It's a high-performance luxury car!" the salesperson exclaimed, his voice trembling. "How much is it?" Diana and Gobu asked in unison. "Around 100 million dollars," the salesperson replied. Upon hearing the price, Diana fell silent in disbelief, while Gobu held his breath. Everyone in the showroom was now looking at Dixon with admiration and envy. "Is there something more expensive?" Dixon aske
"Don’t you believe me?" Gobu scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "Big Boss is never short on money, and he’s happy to give this reward. So, it’s just a matter of whether you work hard enough or not!" Gobu glanced at them one by one. "Someone like Big Boss could easily ignore us all, but he actually gives us a chance!" Everyone knew this. Dixon wasn’t just a leader—he was like a god to them, admired for his strength. The harder they trained, the more they realized how terrifying Dixon's abilities were. Dixon's figure was a mystery they could never fully comprehend. "I've never bowed to anyone. But when it comes to Big Boss, I'd lie down on the floor to show my respect!" Gobu declared with conviction. His eyes shone with deep admiration. Dixon wasn’t just a loving husband and protector to his in-laws, but also someone who took good care of his comrades. Who wouldn’t respect a person like that? "One thing you need to know," Gobu took a deep breath, "if you work hard en
The next morning, Dixon drove Diana to the office to take care of some urgent matters. Afterward, he went to the mall to buy a gift and returned to pick her up. They then headed to her grandfather’s house in the Sandiego Park neighborhood. "Dixon, if they ask you a lot of questions, just give short answers. And if they say anything bad about you, please don’t get angry," Diana said awkwardly. "I know how they are." "Don’t worry, I know how to handle it," Dixon replied with a small smile. At the Malemoo family house in Sandiego Park, the atmosphere was lively. Lanterns and ribbons decorated every corner, making it feel like a grand celebration. "Why are there only three decorations?!" shouted Sophia, Diana’s eldest aunt. "Each family should bring at least two beautiful decorations. If you can’t afford to buy one, at least rent it!" "Jaden, where are the decorations from your family? Hurry up and put them up!" she barked. The kitchen was getting noisier. "Why are we shor