"Your brother is in our hands. If you want him alive, pay up now."
The voice was gruff and strangely familiar. Qiao En immediately remembered the tattooed man from the last time she borrowed money at a high interest rate.
An ominous premonition climbed into her heart.
"Wasn't that debt already repaid?"
Qiao En clutched her phone, her voice trembling.
"The previous debt was repaid, but he borrowed another sum recently."
Upon hearing this, Qiao En felt as if the sky had collapsed.
Her family was already in shambles, unable to withstand any more turmoil.
"How much?"
"One million."
The other party casually mentioned a number, leaving Qiao En speechless for a long while.
She had no idea where she could gather that amount of money.
"Will you pay or not? When will you pay? Give me a straight answer, or else — "
The tattooed man threatened. Soon, Qiao En heard a scream through the phone.
She hastily pleaded, "I'll pay, I'll start gathering the money right now."
