chapter973

Breaking the rules was their favorite game. In public, they could joke and play nice with Connor, but deep down, people like him drove them crazy. Connor, always acting like a knight in shining armor, was everything they hated.

Sandy both feared Greg and was drawn to his power. At first, when she came back to the Smith family, she thought she'd found paradise. But after she got close to Greg, she realized what real luxury was. Life with him meant gold, glitter, and a never-ending party. Especially in Las Vegas, where money talked and Greg owned some of the most lavish casinos in town. Sandy made a silent promise to herself. No matter what, she was going to hold on to him. She'd use Greg to get everything she wanted.

So, Greg, what are you going to do about them?" she asked. Connor was no pushover, and everyone knew it.

Greg reached out, gently pinching her cheek. "Your useless brother is already out of the country. They're just now figuring out he's missing. They can chase him around overseas."

Still, Sandy couldn't shake her worry. It lingered, heavy in her chest.

Greg pulled her close, whispering soft reassurances. "Relax, baby. I'll make sure you get your kidney back, safe and sound. As for them, if they want your worthless brother so badly, we'll just hand him over."

To Greg, a human life meant nothing. Taking someone out was as easy as swatting a fly. And all he cared about was getting Sandy's kidney back.

No one could imagine just how much Sandy hated Luke now. So what if he was her brother? All he ever brought her was pain. When she was desperate, when she called him again and again, he ignored her. He didn't care whether she lived or died. Why should she care about him now? She was just taking back what was hers. She owed nothing to anyone. If anything, Luke owed her.

About half an hour later, just like he promised, Greg called Connor.

"Connor, it took a lot of effort, but I found out the person you're looking for might already be overseas. Of course, this has nothing to do with me. I just asked around."

Connor's eyes narrowed, his voice cold. "Where is he now?"

"Probably... somewhere in Southeast Asia. You know how it is, Connor. Every line of work has its own rules Folks like that keep things secret

That's all Ive got for

you want

to find him, you'd better headbover

there."

Connor nodded. "Fine. But you'd better hope I don't find out you were involved."

Greg's tone was pure innocence.

"Connor

I may not be a big

the Capital, but all my bu

are legit. Gheek f?r yourself. ?

Connor glanced at Josh, who was still clutching the phone, then stood up from the

couch. The message was clear. The conversation was over.

Josh caught on right away and forced a smile. "Sir, let me walk you out."

Once they stepped outside, Lydia suddenly turned around. Josh had

just let out a sigh of relief, butin an lefeut

instant, he put on his usual fake

smile.

"Yes, miss?"

Lydia looked up at the club's shiny gold sign, her voice full of meaning. "Are you really sure you're running things legally?"

Her stare was so intense, it nearly made Josh lose his cool.

"Of course, miss. We're a proper, legal entertainment club. We can handle any inspection."

Lydia flashed a small smile. "Good luck."