*Knock knock knock*"
An underling came in and reported in a low voice, "Young Master, the matter will soon be settled!"
"Tell them to hurry up!" Daniel Peacock snapped coldly. The subordinate immediately responded and left, "Yes!"
Abigail Johnson naturally knew what was going on— it seemed the money would soon be laundered successfully.
"Abigail Johnson, you'd better not make any mistakes, or else..." Daniel Peacock narrowed his eyes, and his voice turned icy, "you should know what's in store for you."
Abigail Johnson felt a chill staring at him and pursed her red lips. "Daniel Peacock, don't worry about it."
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Little Rivers' home was in an old-fashioned residential building. Cherish Turner didn't know when it was built, and the surrounding environment wasn't very good. Roger Griffith sent two men to accompany her to the building, but Cherish insisted on going inside alone. Following the information provided by the company, she climbed to the fourth floor.
