Supreme Mars

Our Financial was a well-known financial loan company in Emerdale. Unlike the troublesome procedures of the bank, only an ID card was required to secure a loan from them.

However, the interest rate was also much higher.

Frank had earned his fortune through illegal dealings. He led one of the leading underground factions in the city, and now that he had come this far, he had transitioned into a legitimate businessman.

Although the interest rate was much higher than that of the banks, there were still people willing to risk borrowing money from him. Those who did not deal with the underground factions could not be bothered with it anyway.

Amiability brought about wealth.

However, Frank had been very frustrated recently because his lover's face had been disfigured.

Although women were as disposable as clothes to him, everyone wanted to wear good-looking clothes. Wouldn't you be angry if someone cut a hole in your outfit?

Wouldn't he need to pay, even if he got another one? It was also embarrassing on a personal level.

Frank was even angrier when he found out that the person who had beaten up his woman was some trash from a third-rate family.

Just as he was planning how to take revenge on the Ford family, the secretary suddenly rushed in in a panic.

"Mr. Perry, bad news. The head of the National Security Agency is here."

When he heard this, Frank nearly jumped up from his seat and broke out in cold sweat.

From the National Security Agency?!

He had never seen anyone from there until now.

In the past, whenever he did something wrong, people from other agencies would come to look for him. Even when he had caused the most trouble, he had only gone to the state agency.

Frank forced himself to calm down and carefully thought about what he had done recently, wondering if he had committed a crime.

But everything was above-board. How could it attract the attention of the National Security Agency?

"Invite him in." Frank hastily straightened his clothes and facial expression.

The people from the National Security Agency were all wily old foxes. He had to pay special attention to what their representatives were saying. If he was careless and got caught...

After a while, a handsome man in a suit and tie strode inside.

What surprised Frank was that this Mr. Warren was so young. He only looked to be in his late twenties.

To be able to climb to this position at such a young age, he either had a strong background or had outstanding abilities.

"Mr. Warren, I'm surprised. You’re so youthful, but you're already in such a prominent position," Frank said with a flattering smile.

"I was just lucky."

sat

would you

heed, and took out a pack

"No thanks."

politely and said, "I just came to talk to you about

"What is it?"

be smiling on the surface, but he was actually

a lot over the years. You've turned your business legitimate, donated a lot of money to charity,

to Frank. However, the more Scott said, the more flustered

not yet revealed his real

all seen what you've done, and approve of your behavior from the bottom

act like a villain. There are some thoughts that you

twitched. "Mr. Warren, can you make things clearer? If I

the silence had stretched long enough, he said slowly, "Were

"..."

almost scared to death when he heard that. He did have such a thought, but

this guy a mind

wronged. Over the years, I've been solely focusing on making money and

I don't know those

don't be nervous. I didn't say

had no idea

"Let me finish first."

little out of line. They offended a big shot, so they

was stunned for a moment. This guy

will be doing this under

"From today on, for six consecutive days, you must teach the Ford family a proper lesson. But on the last day, you must visit the Fords in

them a lesson first and

is an order from that person I mentioned. If

his cracked lips and smiled sinisterly. "I understand. Mr. Warren, please go back and tell that person that I will handle this matter

able to

said, "This order has been passed down from one level to another. Even I don't know what kind of

the end, they were sent to him by Scott Warren so that he could

was

his eyes finally flashed with a fierce light, and he called his secretary, "Inform those at home and activate them

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