Chapter 93 It's A Very Pleasant Title, Boyfriend

• "Wilkinson, Carl." Too scared to flee, Carl responded to all of her inquiries. We only intended to frighten you, Miss. We believed you to be a typical girl, and we anticipated that you would leave Southdale due to the threats. Indeed! The manager is being honest! Who knew you would give us a hard time? That was the most absurd thing they had ever seen! Following their responses, Wynter remarked, "You guys really scared me. You need to make up for the emotional distress I experienced. The mobsters were taken aback. Was she telling the truth? They were the ones with swollen faces, shattered bones, and bruises!
• She grinned. "You people refuse to pay? That's okay, though. I'll simply make a police call to take your men into custody." Avoid!" Carl gritted his teeth and extended his hand. "Miss, we'll make up the difference! Tell me how much it is. We are able to contribute. We are able to pay you in full. from the directive! With composure, Wynter stated, "I'm not interested in your money." You have to make up for disturbing my life now that you have. You guys are in charge of Waterview Alley's security going forward. I'll find you guys if I notice anyone coming again." No issue! Our residence is close by! A youthful thug hastened to concur, gesturing with his chest. He had revealed their origins.
• Carl had never encountered someone so incredibly dull, and here was his inferior! "You can talk to us." It was simple to protect. They would still follow commands and carry out terrible deeds. Wynter, though, broke their bubble. "Acknowledge no other commands. Tell me the apps you're using right now and your account number. I want to know who is against me leaving. Southdale. That was her aim, then! After giving it some thought and chewing his lip, Carl said, "Miss, you should understand the underworld rules." I am unable to show the order-taking account to you alone.