Suddenly, Sasha shouted again, "Did you hear me, Justin?"


    Justin hastily sat up straight and responded, "Yes, I''m right here!"


    "You need to control Be. Don''t let her act recklessly!"


    Although Sasha still sounded annoyed, her words carried evident concern. "If something happens to Be, the Southern Star Syndicate will not spare you!"


    Be sighed silently, rubbing her temples. ''What a domineeringdy boss from the Southern Star Syndicate, asserting her authority!''


    Ralph chuckled and shook his head, whilen truly feared for his boss''s life.


    Justin''srge hand wrapped around Be''s waist, his grip tightening around her protectively.


    "Don''t worry, Mom. I''ll protect Be with everything I''ve got. Please believe in me."


    Suddenly, the atmosphere in the car grew quiet.


    ''M-Mom?''


    Even Be, who usually only called her Aunt Sasha, was surprised that Justin suddenly referred to her as "Mom"!


    Justin took an undue advantage and pretended to be clever.


    The phone suddenly went silent on the other end, then Sasha yelled, "You little brat! Who do you think you are to call me that? Get lost!"


    That night, Maxwell had made up his mind to leave Savrow. Before leaving, he had to exchange the local currency he had for gold. After all, those banknotes would be worthless once he left the country. However, gold was universally valuable.


    As he left the ck market contentedly, ready to go to the designated location to collect the money, he received a call from Christopher.


    "Don''te over yet. I''ve already moved the money somewhere else."Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    "You bastard! Christopher, are you messing with me?! Did you actually prepare the money?!" Maxwellpletely lost his patience and cursed loudly.


    "Pfft, messing with you?"


    Christopher let out a chillingugh. "Do you think I''d bother with such a paltry sum? How much money have you earned from me over the years? Don''t you have a rough idea of it? It''s definitely more than this."


    Through gritted teeth, Maxwell asked, "Why did you change the location then?"


    "You''ve been followed."


    "What?! How is that possible?!"


    "They have been watching you since you were at the ck market. You thought you could hide there without anyone noticing you. But the ck market is full of gang members. Ms. Thompson''s family has ties to the Southern Star Syndicate, thergest gang in Savrow. The members of that gang have spotted you. Do you think you can still hide your


    whereabouts?"


    As a foreigner, Maxwell naturally had no idea about the extent of the Southern Star Syndicate''s underground power in Savrow.


    They were everywhere, infiltrating every corner of the city.


    "Damn it... I couldn''t care less about any gang. Not even the Hoffmans'' associates are worth my attention. If they truly have a death wish, they cane at me then!" Maxwell''s expression was ferocious. "Well, it seems to me that you really don''t want to leave."


    Christopher''s tone turned as cold


    and hard as if he had ced a sharp knife at Maxwell''s throat. "You''re


    now an internationally wanted


    criminal, and I''m sure the authorities have already traced your whereabouts. If you don''t do as I say, you might end up in a lifetime of misery for being arrogant."


    Maxwell had had enough of Christopher''s control over him.


    However, he was helpless in a foreign country. He needed Christopher''s help to get himself out of the country. Yet he could not help but retort, "Hmph! You better not try anything funny!"