In the president’s office at Nicholson Corp, Dahlia took a sip of coffee and continued immersing. herself


    in work. Although Hank didn’t show it, he was facing all sorts of obstacles in private. He pushed every


    matter to her, regardless of whether it was big or small, which caused her to be so busy that she had to


    work overtime every day till midnight.


    “Ms. Nicholson….” Right then, a young female assistant knocked on the door all of a sudden.


    “What is it?” Dahlia looked up at her. Because Julie wasn’t a very reliable secretary, she hired another


    assistant, Kelly Porch, to share the workload.


    “Ms. Nicholson, someone sent you a parcel and asked me to pass it to you directly. The person


    mentioned that it’s a surprise,” Kelly said, holding a gift box.


    “Okay, put it on the desk.” Dahlia nodded, then a thought struck her. “Kelly, it’s gettingte. You


    should head home first. You don’t have to wait for me.”


    “Okay, Ms. Nicholson.” Kelly turned around and left.


    Dahlia rubbed her eyes and finally finished her work. She turned her gaze to the gift box and decided to


    open it. However, the moment she opened it, she was so frightened that her face went deathly pale.


    Whaty inside the gift box was a bloody hand! It was very obvious that the hand had just been cut off


    not long ago because the blood had not clotted yet. It was a very shocking sight.


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    While she was still in shock, her phone suddenly rang. When she answered it, she immediately heard


    Duncan’s voice. “Ms. Nicholson, you must have already received my gift.”


    “Who are you?” Dahlia’s expression went cold.


    “Who I am is not important. What’s important is that your brother owes me 38 million dors, and you


    have to repay his debt,” Duncan said inly.


    “Why should I believe you?” Dahlia frowned.


    “You don’t believe me? Then listen for yourself.” Duncan said.


    “Dahlia! Save me! Hurry up and save me! They cut my hand off!” James shouted, his voice full of fear


    and misery.


    “James! What’s going on? Why would you owe someone money?” Dahlia hurriedly demanded.


    “Dahlia! This isn’t the time to ask these questions. Hurry up ande here with the money, or I’m


    going to die!” James sobbed over the phone.


    “Ms. Nicholson, did you hear that? Bring me the money in exchange for him. Otherwise, I don’t know


    what other extreme things I’ll do to your brother.” Duncan threatened.


    “Don’t do anything! You just want money, don’t you? I’ll give it to you!” said Dahlia in panic.


    “Okay, then I’ll be awaiting your grand arrival,” Duncan said with augh.


    After hanging up, Dahlia dared not waste another second and, without hesitation, immediately rushed


    to the casino. She couldn’t just sit around and do nothing when her brother was in danger. While


    driving, she called Dustin, but he didn’t pick up. She had no choice but to send him a text


    along with the address


    20 minutester, Dahlia arrived at the underground casino. After she told someone her name, at


    gangster led her to a VIP room on the second floor. A bunch of violent–looking gangsters were


    standing around inside the room.


    James was kneeling on the floor and trembling, his face streaked with tears and snot. Someone. had


    simply bandaged the stub of his arm where his hand should be, temporarily stopping the bleeding “Sis‘


    You’re finally here!” When James saw Dahlia walk in, he immediately wept tears of joy as if he saw his


    savior


    “How dare you! Who taught you to gamble?” Dahlia pped James across the face. She knew that her


    brother liked to gamble. She had always warned him against it in all sorts of ways and had even given


    him a beating before. She had thought that he would have changed his ways, but who would have


    thought that he would get himself into more serious trouble now.


    “Ms. Nicholson, I won’t meddle with you disciplining your brother, but you must give me the money


    first,” Duncan said with a cigar between his lips.


    “It’s you?” The moment Dahlia saw him, she immediately remembered something. She quickly realized


    that she had seen Duncan before. Previously, when she was eating at a restaurant, he had led a gang


    of people to look for trouble with Dustin but had gotten beaten up instead.


    “That’s right. It’s me. Now, can you give me the money?” Duncan said with a mirthless smile.


    “This is a bank check for 38 million dors, not a penny less.” Dahlia ced a check on the table.


    “I don’t want a check. I want the payment in cash,” Duncan said with a shake of his head.