Zero to the Greatest and Richest

Chapter 73

In the early morning, two of Leo's subordinates found themselves huddled on a street, frantically attempting to dial their boss's number. Each call met with silence, no one on the other end to take their urgent pleas. "Damn, how long have we been at this?" one muttered, his breath visible in the cold air, frustration etched deeply into his furrowed brow.

"Our boss won't answer his phone. He usually wakes up no earlier than 10 o'clock, and he hates being disturbed. He's probably silenced his phone," the other explained, his voice laced with worry. They stood outside a local newspaper store, the first rays of the sun casting long shadows as they purchased newspapers, their hands trembling slightly with anxiety.

"But, at this time, our boss might actually land in jail for real!" Their eyes scanned the headlines, “Leo the real Drug Dealer, the killer of people!” each title of the newspapers was about their boss and his illicit operations.

"Where is the boss? We have to tell him now," sai