"We're so unlucky..." Patrick huffed angrily.
"He must have family members," Sean said as he tightened his grip around his wine glass. His fingers were white with the tightness of his grip.
"He has one daughter and she's quite the outstanding type," Patrick said.
"I know it." Sean wiped the sweat off his forehead. He furrowed his brows and asked, "Tell me. Why is she so outstanding?
"Her name is Anna Hart. She got her Master's degree and a doctorate in arts at the University of the Netherlands. She's working as the chief researcher in the Netherlands."
"Research..... So?." Sean sneered.
"You may not know in this field. If we compare her to a pig it's the best cut from an Iberian pig." Patrick explained.
"My Three million!" Sean abruptly stood up. Patrick almost spat out his wine. He could feel the veins on Sean's forehead pop.
"So simply put, She's an incompetent, spoiled daughter whose parents paid for all her tuition." Sean's eyes turned red in anger.
"Boss, Hear me out!." Patrick poured a glass of wine and handed it to Sean. "There's a long waiting list. If you don't do anything, you will end up losing all your money."
"Just come to the point." Sean snapped.
Patrick said solemnly, "Perhaps, we'll be able to get out three million back easily."
"How come?." Sean cocked his brows.
"You know NEXT Enterprises, right? There was once a talk about a possible engagement between the girl and the heir. We don't know why, but the heir married a lady from PKs GROUP."
Sean shot a glance. "What does that have to do with my money?."
Patrick continued in a meaningful tone, "The guy is still pinning for her. He paid for everything during her father's funeral. The love of his life is being threatened by someone he'll willingly pay for her safety. After all, he's from NEXT."
Sean asked after a slight pause, "You are asking me to threaten her?."
"We don't have other options." Patrick nodded.
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Sean immediately rushed to his father's bedroom. Sebastian was ironing his coat, he didn't even look up when Sean arrived.
Sean was silent for a while before he finally pressed his lips together and began to speak. "You called me and said that you had something to discuss earlier. Tell me what it is."
"You b*stard! Did three million dollars sound like nothing to you since you've been making some money?." All of a sudden, Sebastian lost his temper. He picked up his coat and flung it directly toward Sean.
The old man couldn't stop himself from scolding Sean again. "Everyone knows that he's been bankrupt for some time. How will you get your money back?."
"I will take care of it," Sean uttered in a calm tone.
"How....?." Sebastian gave Sean an intense gaze.
Sean hesitated for a long while. "How would I know that he will die this quickly? He may have died but he must've left behind his fortune. Islam is an elite family. I'm positive he didn't swindle our money. His paintings alone are worth a hefty amount." Sean said hastily.
"You said you were positive." Sebastian's voice was filled with worry.
"I'll take responsibility, then!." Ryan clenched his fists at the sides of his body as he spoke. "Don't get all worked up over something so trivial."
"This won't do.....And don't let your Mother hear this!." Sebastian snapped.
"No one can swindle my money! 'll retrieve the money as well as the interest. So, don't worry and just calm down!." With that Sean simply headed out of the bedroom.
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Sasha walked on the street after clocking out from the office. There were many shops along the way so she walked along the eaves to avoid the rain. But it was still raining hard and she was drenched. She needn't look into a mirror to tell how messy she looked. She was in such a hurry to leave that she forgot not to bring her umbrella this morning.
The sound of the horn startled her. Sasha looked to the side and saw a black Cayenne stopped next to her.
"Come in!" said Ryan from inside the car as he rolled down the windshield to see Sasha.
"No...I am..…" Sasha tried hard to organize a sentence. She never expected that she would run into him.
"Get in! I will drop you." Ryan quickly interrupted.
The rain falls heavier. It made the air temperature freeze.
Sasha hesitated for a few seconds before she opened the door and got in the car. She felt uneasy when she sat in the car. Her clothes were all wet and it would wet the luxurious car seat if she were to sit down.
Sasha wanted to say that she would get out of the car but in the corner of her eyes saw that the man closed the car window and turned on the air conditioner. Her chilly body felt a sudden comforting warmth.
"Why are you so in a hurry? Put it on!" Ryan took off his coat and put it on Sasha's shoulder.
"Huh...?" Sasha blinked. "...Thank you..." Sasha said with an awkward expression on her face.