Novel Drama
Chapter 97 I’ve got Much Money
Chapter 97 I’ve got Much Money
Everyone was dumbfounded as they looked at one another, not knowing what to do.
They had worked for Boss Lam for years, and they knew Aria was Jordan’s wife, who was still held in
the palm of Arlo. What if they killed Aria?
“Boss, you really want us to kill him?” One of Boss Lam’s hitmen asked uncertainly.
“Of course, I don’t have fifteen million dollars for the son of a bitch!”
“How much did my niece defraud of you? Fifteen million dollars is a lot of money, you know.”
“Boss, it’s said that Jordan had just defrauded him of three hundred thousand bucks,” The hitman
blurted.
“Three hundred thousand?” Boss Lam was surprised as it was rare to have a stake of this sum of
money in Donhey.
How could a card shark play dirty tricks in such a gamble game?”
“How come an experienced gambler like you should have been fooled by my niece. As much as I know,
he had never defrauded anyone before you.” Boss Lam got confused.
“It wasn’t Jordan but him.” Arlo pointed at the man lying on the floor, who was going to bleed to death.
“Boss, he’s Louie, an ordinary card shark in Donhey.”
Boss Lam shook his head. “Impossible. He must be an expert since he had defrauded so much
money.”
“Lucrative as our business might be, we have a large expense. And we can’t afford fifteen million
dollars, you know.” Boss Lam regarded Arlo and said, “Maybe you can walk away from here with your
three hundred thousand bucks. What do you say?”
“No less than fifteen million dollars,” Arlo insisted.
“Fuck you!” Boss Lam gritted out and turned around to Aria. “Sorry, Aria. I can’t afford it.”
“Kill them all.” Boss Lam got badly sulked.
He had never killed anyone ever since he became the boss of the West City.
But this time he’d enjoy the killing spree.
Lighting up a cigarette, Boss Lam stared at Arlo whose eyes were locked on Boss Lam.
“My blade!” Arlo growled and caught his blade from his hitmen. When Boss Lam’s hitmen were about to
lunge to Arlo’s hitmen, Jordan insanely rushed between them.
He frantically shook his head and waved his hands, screaming huskily, “Stop…no…”
“Jordan, get the fuck out of there!”
“I’ve lost Aria. I can’t lose you either!”
Jordan shook his head, grabbing a pen and paper. “I’ll raise the money.”
“Crap! That’s a fucking large sum. Where can you get it?”
“I’ll make it.” Then he jotted down things on the paper.
“Give me some time.” Jordan handed the paper to Arlo.
Arlo said, “Until twelve tonight.”
“Plus, before you bring me the money, I don’t want to see anyone around here. Otherwise, I kill your
wife.”
“Boss Lam, now you hear me right. My men are no worse than yours in terms of killing people. If you
want to end our lives, yours will be doomed, too,” Arlo warned with a sneer.
“Who do you think you’re dealing with?”
Boss Lam narrowed his eyes on Arlo. “Wait up! Have we met before?”
“Impossible. I’m not a local man in Donhey.”
“Really? How do you know my niece is pussy-whipped? Hearsays won’t tell you that.”
“You know Aria is his weakness. You have planned this for long, haven’t you?”
“Also, why do you have to cut off my niece’s hand? People like us always aim at the money.” Boss Lam
felt confused.
“As I said, this is one of my principles. I’m a gambler who hates hoaxes. If Jordan won over me by
sheer luck, I’m okay with that.”
“After all, that’s how a gamble works.”
“However, he purposely defrauded me of my money.” Arlo shot Jordan with a glare. “Never will he get
away with it.”
“Fine. I’ll go to raise the money for you.”
Jordan broke in and pushed all Boss Lam’s hitmen out of the room.
“Deal. Before twelve, I won’t touch your wife.”
“But if you come here late, I’ll cut off your wife’s little finger.”
Jordan hastily rushed downstairs and left there.
But he was stopped by Boss Lam.
Looking at Jordan’s nervous expression, Boss Lam sighed, “Jordan, I’ve never seen you become so
exhausted like this.”
“I haven’t got much cash but some housing estates and cars.”
Boss Lam took out a bank card. “There are three hundred thousand bucks in my account. I’ll send my
man to withdraw them out to you.”
Jordan hugged his uncle. He jotted down two words down after glancing at Boss Lam’s hitmen. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.
“Borrow money.”
Then they started to lend money to Jordan. Jordan got two hundred thousand bucks in half an hour.
Jordan jotted down a sentence. “I promise to return the money to you.”
Since he’d borrowed too much, no one expected him to return the money.
Wealthy-rich as Boss Lam, he didn’t own much cash but merely houses and cars.
After all, Donhey was s small poor city.
Jordan kept texting people to borrow money, but when they call back, he couldn’t utter words with his
broken voice cord. Those people thought he was a crook.
Grace came to help him. “Jordan, is Aria okay?”
Jordan pointed to his throat to show he couldn’t utter.
“What’s wrong with your throat?” It suddenly dawned on Grace that something bad happened to
Jordan.
Jordan typed on his phone to tell Grace what had happened.
Then Grace asked, “How much money do you need now?”
“Almost one million dollars.”
“Okay, I’ll help you get the money.”
Jordon shook his head and looked at her incredulously. He typed, “How can you get the money?”
After a moment of deliberation, she said, “Brodie will lend me the money.”
Although Grace hated Brodie, he was the only one she could think of that could have so much money.
At the moment, Fraser in the hospital also got Jordan’s message about borrowing money.
“Why does Jordan borrow money from me?” Fraser was confused. “I’ll call him.”
Ella said, “I also got his message.”
So did Paul.
Fraser called Jordan’s number, but it was Grace who picked up the phone.
“Is that Jordan Russel?” Fraser asked, “How money do you need?”
“This is Grace,” Grace answered, “I’m sorry, but Jordan can’t answer the phone now.”
“Why does he borrow money from us?”
“Someone asked Jordan for fifteen million dollars, and Jordan only has half of it now. Leave it alone. I’ll
ask Brodie to lend the rest money to Jordan.” Grace resigned to the emergency.
“Don’t turn to Brodie for help. I’ve got the money as much as you want.”