Chapter 171

Lorenzo sat at his desk, brooding.

Two days had passed and neither Xavier nor his scary looking second hand man had come to collect their weekly profit.

He looked down at the stack of money in the bag on his desk. If he took even a note from it, Xavier would know and would kill him without thinking twice. He was a man not to be conned and also a man to be feared. But as he constantly stared at the pile of money, he felt his walls of restraint breaking down. The sight of money always enticed him but tampering with Xavier's money was like signing his own death warrant. He quickly zipped up the bag, swallowed some sedative pills and then looked up Xavier's address on his computer. It was better to get the money to him instead than let it stay another day in his office.

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Lilian was wrapping her wet hair up in a bun and preparing for lunch when she heard the knock on the front door.

“Don't worry, I'll get it,” she said to the house worker who was setting