"I'm already so old. No matter how much wealth I have, can it buy back my youth?"
"And that newsboy Feili—not only is he young, he has a huge sum of money too! It's not fair!"
Old Eugene muttered to himself.
On the diamond in his pocket, the Spirit Realm script for [Jealousy] flashed past.
"Yes... I know where they are, their true identities..."
Within this fraud ring, Old Eugene was the true leader, secretly holding detailed information on every single member!
He was a cunning old fox. He had originally kept that information only to deal with special circumstances in the future.
But at that moment, greed and jealousy suddenly surged up in Old Eugene's heart. "Feili is just a child. As long as I get rid of him, I can take an extra share!"
"As for Jackson? Heh... he's already slept with Xili, thinking I don't know. They broke the rules first!"
"Damn it, I hate people who don't follow the rules or act according to the plan most!"
Old Eugene halted, then abruptly changed direction.
Night fell.
Inside a suburban villa.
With a bottle in hand, Jackson hummed a slang ballad as he staggered, half-drunk, back to this secret safe house.
He had disguised himself as a wealthy man and mingled with one circle after another, all to make it easier for the group to carry out its scams.
This time, he had also successfully served as the intermediary and guarantor, working with Old Eugene to swallow up all of William Mark's funds!
"Darling... I'm back, hic..."
Jackson entered the villa and suddenly sensed that something was wrong.
From the bedroom came sounds that filled him with fury.
"Damn it, Xili, what are you doing?"
Enraged, Jackson rushed to the bedroom and kicked the door open.