Chapter 1682


    "I don''t have the guts to go alone, but with you leading the way, I can face anything with courage."


    "So my purpose is to beef you up?"


    "That''s called strength in numbers, boss! Because you''re tough as nails and care about us, no matter


    what, you''re always the first to jump in and shield us from danger. Now that we''ve grown up, it''s our


    turn to protect you."


    "Like you didst night?" Arabe teased.


    Horace chuckled as he remembered being surrounded by thugs with weapons the night before.


    Arabe''s lips curved into a beautiful smile, joining in on theughter.


    7 PM. Horace pulled up to the hotel, but instead of opening the car door for Arabe, he stood in front


    of it, hemming and hawing, preventing her from getting in.


    "Boss." Horace didn''t know where to begin, his expression one of troubled hesitation, "Let me go meet


    Sean tonight. They don''t know who the real buyer is anyway, don''t know what you look like. I''ll just say


    I''m interested in buying the ind. I''ll go talk to them alone."


    "What''s wrong?" Arabe sensed something amiss, "Spit it out."


    Horace struggled for a bit before deciding toy his cards on the table. He knew the boss was capable,


    that even if he didn''t tell her, she would find out anyway.


    "They just told me the meeting ce, and I found out it''s on an ind. The ind is owned by Sean,


    infamously known as ''Beast Ind.''"


    In Belloria, as long as you had a permit, you could privately own dangerous animals.


    "They say the ind is home to cheetahs, lions, tigers, you name it. All roaming free."


    Meaning once they set foot on the ind, there was no guarantee they''d meet Sean. They could very


    well be torn to pieces by the beasts first.


    "Did you forget where I''ve been before?" Arabe yanked open the car door and settled into the seat.


    She had been injured in the Triangr Zone before, and even when wild beasts approached her,


    drawn by the scent of blood and her vulnerable state, she had survived in the end.


    "But boss." Horace couldn''t help but protest as she got into the car, "There are so many dangerous


    animals there, in great numbers, what if."


    "If he wants to sell the ind, if he wants to make 70 or 80 million dors off us, he won''t just watch his


    pets screw up the deal. At most, we get a few scratches, some bruises, a little drama for entertainment.


    When it''s time to stop, he''ll step in."


    After all, 70 or 80 million dors was at stake, not 7 or 8 million.


    "Besides, if he''s inviting us to the ind, doesn''t he want to hear why we''re so desperate to buy that


    ind?"


    At the very least, he''d spare their lives, but whether they''d get hurt, that was a real possibility. Horace


    found the logic sound but was still worried about the boss''s safety.


    After all, there was only one boss. Even if they didn''t die, if the boss was seriously injured, her


    subordinates would never stand for it.


    "Scared?" Arabe teased.N?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    "Who''s scared? If a tiger shows up, I''ll let it fill up on me first as long as it doesn''t bite you." Horace


    said, but then couldn''t help but add, "If things go south, you run and find somece safe to hide."


    "You''re so skinny; a tiger would swallow you in two bites. By the time I start running, it would already be


    in front of me."


    "Then should I pick up a few dozen pounds of meat on the way to throw it off?"


    Arabe found it amusing.


    Sure enough, once they arrived on the ind, a tiger was lying in wait, eyeing them hungrily.