Pete Lassen's company, valued at less than forty million at the most, now he has to pay out a billion to redeem his own son, a billion, enough to kill a person if it were in cash. But for the sake of his son, he would give not just a billion, but even two billion.

When reasoning with Stuart Buzer, he only uses a knife to speak, so he immediately took out a check from his pocket and quickly wrote the figure of one billion on it, then respectfully said, "Stuart, this is one billion, I will use it to save my son's life."

"Heh, it seems you really care about your son." With a smile, Stuart Buzer took the billion from this middle-aged man's hand without even looking at it, and handed it directly to Bidegla.

"Uncle, this is the compensation the other party gave you. You don't have to worry about your company's problems anymore. In the future, you can do whatever you want. I can guarantee that this person will never dare to trouble you again." Bidegla spoke, handing the check to Pete Lassen.

Of course, even though he was speaking to Pete Lassen, the new middle-aged man who had just arrived would understand that Bidegla was actually threatening him indirectly.

Who is Bidegla, he didn't know, but Stuart Buzer, the underground emperor, he was very familiar with. Someone so familiar with Stuart Buzer, how could he dare to provoke him?

At this moment, he truly regretted it, losing a billion in an instant. He wouldn't be able to earn back so much money for several years.

"This money is really too much." Looking at the check in his hand, Pete Lassen was also amazed. The total value of his company was estimated to be less than fifty million, and now Bidegla was giving him a billion, more than double. A billion is not ten or twenty thousand. This amount of money could allow him and Tara Lassen to live carefree for the rest of their lives.

"Heh, you can rest assured and keep this money. This is the compensation your opponent specifically gave to you." Bidegla spoke, and then coldly glanced at the middle-aged man.

"Yes, yes, this is my compensation to you, you can use it as you wish." Hearing Bidegla's words, the middle-aged man kept apologizing, but his heart was bleeding.

Damn, it would be better if he used the money to go to hell.

"But my company's total value doesn't even add up to this much, I'll take half, and you can take the rest back." Pete Lassen spoke, leaving Bidegla stunned.

Half is fifty million, and Pete Lassen was willing to give up fifty million in one step, which made Bidegla look at him with some admiration.

But this money wasn't his, so he naturally didn't feel any regret. He smiled and said, "Uncle, have you forgotten the time when you were forced into a corner? Think about that feeling. Money may not be all-powerful, but sometimes it can drive a person to their death. So, you should keep this money for yourself. Even if you can't use it all, you can leave it to your daughter."

Yes, he could leave it to his daughter, who would ultimately marry Bidegla. So, he indirectly handed the money over to Bidegla, and upon hearing Bidegla's words, he didn't say anything more, but instead put the check away.

All debts could be repaid in one go, and there would still be a very large sum of money left over. This amount of money could allow him to live worry-free and continue to start a business. With this sum of money, he could do many things.

Originally, he had been so desperate that he wanted to commit suicide, but unexpectedly, Bidegla's intervention had brought about such a huge turnaround, destroying his opponent and giving him a billion, more than double the value of his company. He must be furious right now, wouldn't he?

Pete Lassen's idea was actually quite good. As he put away the check, the middle-aged man's face turned black with anger, almost fainting. One billion, gone with the wind, clearly unrecoverable.

To deal with Pete Lassen again, unless he no longer wants his company, he does not have the audacity to challenge Stuart Buzer.

"All right, their business is settled. It's time to address our own issues," Bidegla said, seeing that Pete Lassen seemed satisfied and standing up.

"Our own issues?" The middle-aged man was clearly stunned by Bidegla's words. He had indeed orchestrated the downfall of Pete Lassen's company and accepted responsibility for it. But he had never even met Bidegla, so why would there be a problem between them?

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"Of course, your son has set his sights on my girlfriend. Do you think there is no problem between us?" Bidegla glanced at the middle-aged man, his tone very unfriendly.

"And what do you want?"

"Of course, I want material compensation. In a word, five million. Will you give it to me?" Bidegla seemed to have turned into a bully, leaving Tara Lassen and Pete Lassen stunned.

Boldly extorting, he demanded five million as soon as he opened his mouth. Isn't that ridiculous? But when they thought about how he had already extorted one billion from them, it seemed quite reasonable. Since he dared to ask for one billion, five million was nothing but a drop in the bucket.

"Fine, I'll give it to you." Seeing Stuart Buzer's icy gaze, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and agreed.

He still had a considerable amount of savings, so even without the one billion, he could still live very comfortably. Now he just wanted to figure out how to leave with his precious son.

"Now that the five million compensation has been given to me, let's move on to the next compensation," Bidegla said, causing the middle-aged man to almost sit down on the ground.

Last time, Bidegla had ruthlessly tricked Stone Daffin, and now he had another chance. How could Bidegla let it slip by?

"I've hired a lot of thugs, and it's cost me quite a bit. You should help me with this money," Bidegla said slowly.

"Thugs?" The middle-aged man almost cursed when he heard Bidegla's words. Would Stuart Buzer let himself be called a thug? That was impossible. Stuart Buzer, as the underground emperor of Zhuhai City, would never be called a thug. This young man was clearly extorting him.

"Yes, we acted as thugs. Shouldn't we receive compensation? In a word, also five million. If you don't give it, your son won't be leaving with me today," Stuart Buzer said, his face full of smiles.

Damn it. Upon hearing Stuart Buzer's words, the middle-aged man sat down on the ground. He never imagined that Stuart Buzer would actually ask him for money. A dignified underworld boss was actually extorting him, making him feel like the whole sky had turned dark.

Meanwhile, Bidegla also froze upon hearing Stuart Buzer's words, secretly admiring his senior brother's talent. He had originally planned to ask for two million, but he had never expected Stuart Buzer to be so ruthless, demanding the same price as him.

"Fine, I'll give it all." Gritting his teeth, the middle-aged man agreed to everything. This time, he fell even harder than Pete Lassen. One billion and ten million were gone, and he was being extorted.

Furthermore, he dared not call the police because the perpetrator was Stuart Buzer, a figure he simply could not afford to provoke. If he reported the incident, he might very well meet a violent end on the streets the next day.

He believed Stuart Buzer was capable of such actions precisely because of his ruthlessness, which allowed him to securely hold such a high position without any threat.

"Alright, since you are willing to pay, I won't give you a hard time. Take your son and get out," Stuart Buzer said nonchalantly, kicking the heir to the ground next to the middle-aged man.

"Very well," leaving behind two more five million checks, the middle-aged man scurried away with his son, too afraid to look back.

"Junior brother, since the matter has been satisfactorily resolved, I won't linger any longer. It's so cold today, my brothers have been waiting outside for so long, so I'll put this five million to good use for them," Stuart Buzer said with a smile, grabbing a check and heading towards the mansion.

"Thank you for your help, senior brother," Bidegla said with a faint smile, watching Stuart Buzer leave.

Five million was a paltry sum for both Bidegla and Stuart Buzer, merely an incidental extortion.

"Tara, now that everything has been resolved, I won't stay any longer. Take good care of your father," Bidegla said as he stood up, holding the five million check in his hand after Stuart Buzer had left.

This was his reward for all his hard work, the only thing that made it all worth it.

"Ah, my child, why leave so soon? Stay here for dinner today," Pete Lassen said, hastily standing up and urging Bidegla to stay.

Without Bidegla, he would never have recovered such a large sum of money. Having regained what was lost, he no longer looked disheartened, with a smile on his face.

His daughter had befriended a noble person, so he had to make sure Bidegla stayed.

He did not know Stuart Buzer and with all the people he brought, he seemed like a gangster, so he did not dare to ask him to stay. But Bidegla gave him a good feeling, and he was his daughter's boyfriend, so he naturally had to strongly urge him to stay.

"Let's forget it, I have some things to take care of at home now, so I won't stay any longer," Bidegla said with a smile.

"What are you talking about? You helped me so much today. If you don't stay and have a meal with me, how can I live with myself? We won't go out to eat, I'll personally cook for you," Pete Lassen said warmly.

Since the conversation had reached this point, if Bidegla left, it would be disrespectful, so he stayed, ready to have dinner there.

After spending so long in the New Yang Building, he had been eating nothing but precious delicacies every day, almost forgetting the taste of real food, so he was starting to feel hungry.

Pete Lassen quickly went to the kitchen to prepare, as his wife had left early. He had developed quite a skill in cooking, so the sound of chopping vegetables soon echoed from the kitchen.

Tara Lassen immediately embraced Bidegla with gratitude in the absence of Pete Lassen. Bidegla had resolved their biggest problem so quickly.

For the sake of her father, she had not slept well for a long time, and had even considered suicide with her father because they would never be able to repay their debts in their lifetime.

But now, the matter had been resolved so easily, how could she not be grateful to Bidegla?

"My beloved, thank you," Tara Lassen whispered softly in Bidegla's ear, her glistening tears falling onto his face, startling him awake.

He could not bear to see a woman cry, for to make a woman cry was a man's failure. So, he gently wiped away Tara Lassen's tears and said, "There is no need for thanks. Please, rise from atop me." Bidegla spoke with a hint of embarrassment, for the intimate contact had stirred a manly reaction within him.