Chapter 1742: Chapter 1732: Miss Li, no one will come in
The bartender squinted his eyes.
"I can give you a reasonable amount, on the condition that you let me go."
Her beautiful and heroic face remained calm and composed, exuding the aura of a powerful woman. In a steady and business-like tone, she said, "Since you know who I am, youâd better not mess with me. Take the money, and weâll forget about what happened today. This is a win-win deal. I can give you an anonymous card. Fifteen thousand is my bottom line."
The other two men were intimidated by her, showing some fear.
They didnât know Skye Lawrenceâs identity, only realizing her significance when the bartender mentioned it just now.
A woman like her, even if she is beautiful, would bring endless trouble if offended.
If they could easily get fifteen thousand dollars, it indeed wouldnât be a loss.
Only the bartender wasnât swayed by her words, glancing at the two eager men and said, "Is Ms. Lawrence joking with me? I dare not take your fifteen thousand dollars lightly. If I take it, I might not live to spend it later."
"I must go to withdraw money with an anonymous card, right? Iâm afraid once I move the money, Iâll be caught."
The two men who were initially eager immediately looked at Skye Lawrence.
Skye Lawrence said calmly, "Then what do you want? If you want cash, I can have someone deliver it."
"I donât want anything. Even if I did, I would have to find assurance for myself before I dare to take your money."
Skye Lawrenceâs heart kept sinking, deeper and deeper, "What do you mean?"
Damn it, why did she turn off her phone at that time, otherwise she wouldnât be in such a passive situation now.
The bartenderâs eyes were fixed on her. Look at a personâs eyes first. His eyes are of a sinister and sleazy type!
He is clearly a streetwise gangster, fearless and audacious.
Such people are the most troublesome. Once they seize an opportunity, they become shameless and reckless, like locusts, draining a person completely.
Skye Lawrence clenched her fist, only she knew sheâs at her limit. If she keeps standing here negotiating calmly and slowly, she might collapse in the next second, unable to stand.
If she truly fell down, these men definitely wouldnât let her go!
Skye Lawrenceâs chest was full of suppressed anger.
Having grown up surrounded by admiration, she had never encountered a situation like this before.
In the past, such gangster lackeys wouldnât even merit a glance from her!
"My point is, if I got photos of Ms. Lawrence being forced, Ms. Lawrence would have to do whatever I say afterwards, wouldnât she? With these photos, as long as Ms. Lawrence doesnât want them published, sheâd give anything, not just fifteen thousand, but even one hundred fifty million, right? Compared to fifteen thousand, wouldnât it be better for Ms. Lawrence to become our ATM for life?" The bartender finally spoke, each word piercing Skye Lawrenceâs face like a blade. Amidst Skye Lawrenceâs enraged expression, he laughed darkly and arrogantly, "Besides, I want to taste what itâs like to be with a First Young Lady. Rest assured, no one will disturb us. Before closing the door, I hung the âtemporarily closedâ sign so no one will come..."
"Dream on!" Skye Lawrenceâs expression finally changed.
She hadnât expected him to be so bold, mixed with shock and anger, she suddenly rushed outâ
But the drug mixed in alcohol had already taken effect, as soon as she stepped forward, her mind spun and her whole body stumbled immediately.
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