You are a fraudster, ain’t you?

“I don’t know who you are talking to or what you are trying to pull off but I can’t have you playing pranks on me” Xander's eyes turned red. He didn't understand why, but the way Harrison spoke was so serious that made him have second thoughts. Maybe he had tempered with the wrong person?

But then, after taking another look at Harrison, he was sure the lad was a nobody. Someone worthless who wouldn’t mean anything to the public even if his death would be announced today.

“We will see about that. Now, I will see which money you can use to buy off people's wives into having sex with you!” Harrison grinned.

Watching him, Xander couldn’t figure out what this man before him was talking about. How the heck would he go broke when he had like seventy million in his account? That would go a long way than just varnish in a blink of an eye.

“Your threats are not working. You hired a fake Ramon and pretended to be having a serious conversation with him, thinking I would fall for it? How can a che