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
Before Mr. Malemoo could say anything, the sound of a car horn echoed, and a vehicle pulled into the yard. Sophia glanced at it briefly and stepped forward with a wide smile on her face. "Diana, move your car to the side. My son is going to park here. Your cheap car can park somewhere else. Don't take this spot!" Sophia said. Jaden and the others looked stunned. They had no idea where Sophia got the nerve to call the BMW in front of them a cheap car. Diana didn’t move. She frowned, feeling a little uneasy. Her aunt's tone was too much. After all, parking should follow a first-come, first-served rule. "Why are you still daydreaming?" Sophia noticed Diana’s hesitation and grew visibly displeased. She turned toward Dixon. "The keys are in your hand, so move the car." The car behind had stopped, hesitating to park next to the BMW out of fear of scratching it. The driver eventually got out, turned off the engine, and inspected the BMW from front to back, whistling. "Whose g
Diana clenched her fists, and her face began to flush with anger. She could no longer hold back her emotions. "Since your eyesight is so sharp, why don't you take a look at the purchase receipt and tell me if any street vendor sells something like this?" Sophia was stunned for a moment, then pulled out the receipt from the gift bag and checked the price. Her eyes widened. "$70,000?!" she exclaimed in shock. "How is that even possible?!" Sophia’s outburst was enough to shock everyone in the room. Tania couldn’t believe it. Her family had felt proud bringing a $5,000 massage chair, thinking it would impress others. But now, they couldn’t say a word. Just Diana’s bracelet alone cost $70,000! Jaden, who initially wanted to confirm whether Sophia had misread the amount, fell silent, knowing Sophia wouldn’t make a mistake about money. "What did you say it was?" asked Mr. Malemoo. "$70,000, Daddy," Jaden replied. "Yoruna really showed her devotion by giving something that exp
"Not much," Dixon replied calmly. Sophia exchanged glances with Christen, both looking puzzled. What was really going on? They knew Yoruna’s family situation well. Diana was the only one working, while Yoruna had to care for William since he’d been paralyzed. They’d lived very frugally for years, so it made no sense for them to suddenly have that much money. Tania hurried to the kitchen and returned with plates, and soon, the table was filled with eight or nine dishes. Jaden’s wife, Naya, removed her apron and wiped the sweat from her forehead. “Everything’s ready! Please, everyone, enjoy the meal.” Her face lit up when she saw Diana. “Diana, I’m sorry I was busy in the kitchen and couldn’t greet you earlier. This is your husband, right?” "Hello, Auntie," Dixon greeted her warmly. “Oh, hello!” she responded happily. Sophia sneered at how polite Jaden’s wife was to Dixon and Diana, thinking to herself, “My sister-in-law sure knows how to treat people with money.” “Daddy