Chapter 018 - The Crowd’s Ire

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“Where is my fucking money?” With eyes that had turned slightly red like those of a beast, the driver, a middle-aged man, going towards seventy yelled at Mark and glared fiercely at him.

“I…” Mark was thoroughly nervous. “But I swear to God that I had money on me earlier, I have no idea about where I could have misplaced it.” He became utterly helpless.

He thought hard, recalling all the processes of receiving the money earlier from the site.

Mark was one hundred percent certain that he had put the money into his pants pocket. He quickly checked the pocket again, hoping upon hope that he was the one who hadn’t checked well the other time, however, he only ended up finding nothing.

Suddenly, Mark’s heart skipped slightly in his chest upon feeling an aura that made a subtle adrenaline crawl down his spine.

He quickly raised his head, only for him to see that the face of the middle-aged man was already filled to the brim with aggressiveness.

And just then, Mark saw the other
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