Nichs Lee pinched the bridge of his nose, already growing impatient. “That’s not your concern. I’ll handle the rest. All you need to do is make sure those thugs don’t give up the person behind it.
“Even if they do talk, just pretend you didn’t hear it. Don’t report it to the Quinn family. Just insist it was all the thugs‘ doing.”
The chief was still hesitating when Nichs bribed him with a figure.
In an instant, all hesitation vanished.
“Consider it done. I’ll make sure everything is handled smoothly. Not a single problem, I guarantee it.”
Hearing that, a faint smirk appeared on Nichs‘ lips.
As expected, there was no such thing as an unsolvable problem–only a question of the right price.
That was how the world worked, and he had long seen through it.
“All right, that’s settled then.”
The chief, quick on the uptake, caught the tone and immediately responded, “Of course, Mr. Lee. You go on with your business. If anythinges up on this end, I’ll inform you right away.”
With that, the call was ended.
Nichs didn’t care one bit about the chief’s bootlicking tone because of thepany and the power he had overseas, fár too many people were wary of him.
Even government officials had to show him some courtesy.
He was confident about that.
So, when he made that call, he never even considered being turned down.
As long as it wasn’t anything too extreme, they’d always be willing to y ball.
And besides, it wasn’t like he wasn’t paying.
It was an incredibly cost–effective deal.
Just thinking about it made the chief grin from
ear.
Even after working diligently in this position for so many years, there was no way he could have made that much money on his
own<b>. </b>
It was only by working with people like
That was why he had such lucrative side ie
that real prospects opened up.
every year.
Otherwise, with his measly monthly sry, how could he possibly bring home that much money?
Even his wife saw through it all like a polished mirror.
Sometimes, she even wished her husband would take on more of these kinds of things.
That way, their household finances would look a lot more promising, and there’d be less to worry about.
Of course, the chief knew all of this.
So as long as it wasn’t something outrageous, he was always willing to help these people out.
Besides, silencing three thugs wasn’t a big task–it was <b>easy </b>enough.
Just like that, the three of them were dragged out to take the fall.
Later, even when they repeatedly imed that they were acting under someone else’s orders<b>, </b>no one paid them any attention because there was no need.
Everyone knew how things worked–sometimes, whether a case went anywhere all depended on the chief’s mood.
Whether you were right or wrong didn’t matter.
No one cared.
And so, the case was quietly brushed aside.
As for Megan<b>, </b>she hadn’t suffered any actual physical harm.
She was just shaken<b>, </b>scared on a psychological level.
Aside from that, there was nothing else.
The marks on her body weren’t from the thugs hitting her, but from falling to the ground in fear.
In the end, it was Aurora who stood her ground and insisted that her friend had suffered psychological trauma–that she wasn’t thinking straight anymore.