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179. Let's Meet Up At The Airport!
Muna immediately brought the phone down and ended the call. She glanced up at Franco with a quick, reassuring smile, the kind that looked sincere—if you didn’t know better.“It’s nobody, Franco!” she said sweetly.But on the other end of the line, Michael's blood boiled. He had clearly heard Franco’s voice in the background… and now Muna had the nerve to hang up on him? That simple click felt like a slap to the face. He gritted his teeth, gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white.Meanwhile, Franco took a seat across from Muna, eyeing her curiously.“Nobody?” he repeated. “But I just heard you speaking to someone. You even said I’m your husband.”Muna reached over and gently rubbed his hand, keeping her smile warm and convincing. “Oh, it was just one of my aunties—a distant relation. She was trying to hook me up with some guy, asking if I was ready for marriage. I just reminded her that I’m already married—to you.” She gave a soft chuckle. “I would’ve said more if
178. Who Is That?
“Get the car ready,” Muna said as she picked up her bag, throwing a bright smile at her grandmother. “Agreement is agreement.” Granny mirrored the smile. “Alright then! Have a great day ahead!” Muna waved goodbye and walked off. To the old lady, it was certain—Franco had no chance of winning the challenge. It didn’t even cross her mind that Muna would leak the location of the Ruffian Lord to him. And when the thought did sneak into her head, she brushed it off with a smug chuckle. Franco is nothing but a useless animal. He’ll get kicked out by the Ruffian Lord before he even sets eyes on him. Granny had carefully crafted that condition for Muna with one goal in mind: securing a rich, powerful husband for her granddaughter. Whether it ended up being the Ruffian Lord or the influential Eddie Watson didn’t matter to her. As long as Muna was married into money and status, it was all she cared about. Meanwhile, Muna was buzzing with excitement. She knew her grandmother too well. Gran
177. I Refuse To Do It!
Hearing what Rita said, Edgar stepped forward, face lit up with enthusiasm. “That’s such a brilliant idea, Mother! Your plan is perfect!”Rita returned the smile, though the sight of Edgar always left a bitter taste in her mouth. Still, he was useful. Edgar never sided with anything that didn’t benefit him. He wasn’t in it for family—he was in it for fortune. He wanted wealth so loud and blinding it erased the memory of his former failures.And hearing Rita’s plan? It confirmed it. Franco's fame was their golden ticket, and Edgar was already calculating the numbers in his head.He turned to Maya. “Think about this, Maya. Your mother’s plan is genius. Did you hear what she said? We’re going to use Franco’s fame to rise to victory again!”Maya’s eyes lit up. “Exactly! You’re right, Edgar! This is the kind of opportunity that will raise our family back to the top.” She hurried to her sister and gently took her arm. “What do you think, sis? We’re going to get rich again—filthy rich!”“Let
176. The Frostons Are Miserably Poor!
For the past few days, Elena had been battling a wave of unfamiliar emotions. Off feelings. And they were all tied to one person—Franco.Ever since she saw him take that bold step at the Lioness’ Den, something inside her shifted. A part of her had melted quickly for him. She found herself glaring at his photo, even going as far as digging up their old wedding pictures—just to stare at them.Elena didn’t feel like the Franco she once knew was the same man the world now celebrated.You should see the way everyone spoke about him. Mothers, children, fathers, even politicians—Franco's name was on everyone’s lips. Elena could feel his popularity soaring with each passing day. And if he kept accepting the recognition with humility, there was no doubt it would elevate him even further.Maybe that was why her hatred toward him had slowly changed. What once burned with disdain had cooled into something softer. Something confusing.In the lounge, she sat on the couch with her legs tucked benea
175. Do We Have An Agreement?!
Oliver rushed to Franco, grabbing him before he could fire another shot into Dyesi’s lifeless body.“That’s enough, bro! That’s enough!” he said firmly, gripping Franco’s shaking shoulders. Franco’s hand still clutched the gun, his face twisted with rage, but his eyes were glistening—on the edge of tears.The inspector arrived at the scene, dropped to a knee, and pressed two fingers against Dyesi’s neck. Her blood stained the floor in thick pools.“She’s still,” he muttered, then turned to the medical sergeant.“Check on her.”Michael and Oliver gently guided Franco to a chair, helping him sit down. His gaze never left Dyesi’s corpse.“You’re okay now, Franco,” Oliver said quietly, still holding his shoulder. “It’s over.”The sergeant finished checking for signs of life, then stood and spoke to the inspector.“She’s dead.”Oliver gave Franco a firm pat on the back.“It’s all gone now, bro. She’s gone. Dyesi’s gone.”Franco didn’t respond. He just stared at her body, jaw clenched, brea
174. Final Destruction Of Dyesi!
Dyesi's lips twisted in disgust as she stared at Franco through the screen, her entire body seething with fury. That nobody, that low-life, had brought her empire crumbling down. She couldn’t believe it. As the officer raised his gun toward her, the rage bubbling inside turned to panic.A stern voice echoed from behind.“Miss Dyesi Williams, you are under arrest for violating Section 2, Act 8 of the Ruffian Law—prostitution, sexual abuse, the illegal operation of an uneducational program, multiple counts of murder and attempted murder. You are advised to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one, the government will provide one.”The room stiffened as two more officers stepped in.“Cuff them—now!” the inspector barked.“Yes, sir!” came the unified response.Cold steel locked around Dyesi’s wrists. Even as they restrained her, her eyes never left Franco. She glared at him like she coul
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