Luca knew that Luke had managed the situation well.

He did a wonderful job. Dexter could not do anything to the Norman family even if he was eyeing their fortune.

Luke dealt with the situation in a way that would not affect Jack's work, nor would it affect Queenie. Luca opened her lips slightly and could not help but praise him, "You did a great job."

Luke could not help but smile when he heard her praise.

He closed the page and put his phone on the wireless charging stand on the bedside table. "It's getting late. Let's go to bed."

"Okay." Luca was sleepy too.

Whenever it was at this hour, she would feel sleepy if Luke was by her side.

Luca lay down and Luke lay beside her, hugging her tightly.

After they turned off the lights, there was only the sound of them breathing in the bedroom.

Gradually, Luca fell asleep while being hugged by Luke. She had a pretty good dream.

...

Late at night.

The streets of A City were no longer lively because of the blizzard.

In the alley of a bar street, Jean Langdon was beaten and kicked by several big men who stank of alcohol. He curled up beside the garbage dump, hugged his head, and begged, "Boss, please, stop

hitting me. I'm going to die."

The gangster standing behind took a puff of his cigarette and said fiercely, "If you don't pay us back, we'll beat you up every day. Hit him until he pays back the money!" This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

"Boss, please spare me! I have the money to pay you back," Jean pleaded. His face and body were already bruised all over.

However, no matter how loud his pleas were, they did not arouse the sympathy of passersby.

They were in a hurry because they did not want to get involved.

"If you have money, pay us back!" The lead gangster saw him being beaten but felt that it was not enough, so he stepped forward and kicked him.

"Ah!" Jean cried out in pain. "Boss, if you kill me, no one will pay you back." "Since you don't have any money anyway, you can be a punching bag for my associates. Hit him hard. If you encounter someone who doesn't pay back the money in the future, this is how you can teach them a lesson!" The gangster did not take pity on him. He was not worried that his associates would kill Jean.

It was fair to ask for repayment when money was borrowed.

"Stop hitting me, please. I'll give you the money tomorrow afternoon," Jean pleaded. He had no money because Marie Rayne had taken everything from him.

After he finished the 500 dollars Percy gave him, he could only borrow money from others.

However, the money he borrowed was all gone in a blink of an eye because of gambling.

"You're taking so long to return the 3,000 dollars. Can I trust you?" The gangster threw his cigarette on the ground and stepped on it.

Jean watched and feared that the man's foot was about to step on his head at any moment.

"I don't have any money, but my sister has. You should know that my sister is engaged to Percy Mallory!" Jean held his head, begged for mercy, and explained.

He had bruises all over his head and could taste blood in his mouth.

"Your sister?" The gangster frowned.

The associate knew about Jean's background and said, "Boss, his sister was in the news a while ago. She's indeed Percy's fiance."

"Percy Mallory? Oh, I remember. That woman is his sister?" The gangster realized the connection.

"Yeah, it's his sister."

"They had made such a scene, yet Percy still chose to be with his sister?" The gangster narrowed his eyes. He was in disbelief.

"They're still together. They have no intention of breaking up. I'll be able to return the money to you in half a day." Jean said quickly.

The gangster looked at his associate.

His associate nodded and said, "I heard that they haven't broken up yet and are quite affectionate with each other."

"How do you know so much?" The gangster squinted. He still did not believe what Jean said.

"Boss, my girlfriend gossips a lot. She pays attention to the drama between these rich people all day long, so she told me about it," the associate explained.

The gangster thought about it for half a minute and eventually said, "Stop."

The fists and feet that were constantly raining down on Jean stopped instantly.

Jean leaned against the trash with difficulty. He squinted and looked at the gangster in front of him. "B- Boss, I'll get the money to pay you back."

"If you don't pay me back, I'll go look for your sister and mother. You'd better keep your word!" The gangster leaned over and patted his face hard.

Jean was in pain.

"Let's go." The gangster ignored him and left with several of his associates.

Jean's eyes were swollen. He could only squint in the direction they were leaving. He tried to get up but struggled for a bit. He did not have the strength to get up.

He could only continue to lean on the garbage heap.

The rubbish around him gave off a stench, but Jean had no choice but to fumble around for his phone. He wanted to call someone for help.

He tried for several rounds but did not find his phone.

Jean felt his energy gradually being drained. He stopped looking and leaned against the garbage heap to pant.

The pain and exhaustion made him suffer physically and mentally...

He was in pain and freezing...

Jean could not get up. He could only grab two bags of rubbish and place them in front of him. He hoped to block the cold wind with the rubbish...

He closed his eyes and thought about how to ask Nina for money tomorrow.

3,000 dollars was not a big amount.

Nina would never give it to him, though, especially if she knew that he borrowed money to gamble. It seemed impossible to get the money from her...

It was also impossible to get money from Anna...

Nina was controlling Anna's money tightly...

‘How do I get the money?'

Jean felt a sharp pain in his body. He could only take a deep breath as he did not even have the strength to call for help.

He slowly closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

The next day.

When Nina woke up, she was about to get out of bed when she was grabbed by Percy.

She leaned on him with a smile and said, "Don't cause trouble. It's time to get up."

"Let's sleep in. Let me hold you and sleep a little longer." Percy buried his nose in her hair and enjoyed her scent.

"It's getting late. I'll be late to work." Nina smiled and wanted to get him off her. It was the end of the year. The company was busy, and she had to work with the finance department to sort some stuff out.

"You won't be late. It'll just be five minutes." Percy would not let her go.

Nina had no choice but to let him hold her. The same would happen every morning.

Percy had been working overtime, so when he was done with work, she was already asleep in bed.

When he got up, he would act a little more clingy.

Nina could only let him act like a child. He would hug her for five minutes before he got up.

After all, these five minutes were short but sweet.

However, something was different that day. Nina's phone rang before five minutes passed.