Casino, top floor.
In a luxurious room, a gentle breeze stirred the gauzy curtains. In the shadows beyond the sunlight, a slender figure sat in the chair behind the desk, laughing, "Oh-ho-ho-ho!"
It was grating.
"I can't believe we've made so much money in just two months."
Looking at the financial report in her hands, Jora laughed with a lecherous grin.
A ray of sunlight reflected through the window, illuminating everything.
She was a slender woman wearing triangular-frame glasses, with strikingly sharp features, curly hair, and lipstick. She had a distinctive look and was sure to be another woman who would lower the overall standard of beauty among the pirates.
Two months ago, they had attacked this place and quietly taken control of several high-ranking officials in the casino, the Red Light District, and the pharmaceutical stores. The Richest Group still hadn't noticed. What idiots!
The Richest Group, famous across the seas, was nothing special after all.
They'd easily managed to pull off a switcheroo and use someone else's business to line their own pockets.
They'd made a fortune over these two months.
But the young master and the others were far too cautious. They'd only skimmed a tenth of the money. That tenth alone was worth more than their entire operation in the North Blue had made in three months.
"Buru-buru~"
A Den Den Mushi rang from the drawer. Jora answered it, laughing, "Oh-ho-ho-ho!"
"Bhee-hee-hee!"
"Is everything going smoothly?"
The Den Den Mushi first let out a "bhee-hee-hee," then its owner asked Jora in a serious tone.
"Oh-ho-ho-ho, don't worry!"
"The Richest Group still hasn't noticed anything. I suggest we take all the money."
Jora's face was full of greed. It was like she had a mountain of gold in front of her, but she could only look at