At the same time, inside a private club in Nimbus Crest City, Wilmer and Armand were slouched on a sofa, having already emptied two crates of beer.
Wilmer had just finished a phone call and turned to Armand with a grin.
“Brother-in-law, the matter at the brick factory has been settled. My Third Uncle paid out three million, more than I expected. Haha! Brother-in-law, you’re too generous. Their house loan and car loan aren’t even paid off yet, so this three million must have been borrowed from loan sharks. I’d say, even without us lifting a finger, they’re doomed anyway.”
Armand crossed his legs, his demeanor utterly nonchalant.
“A trivial matter. You’re my brother-in-law. If you’re upset, of course I can’t sit still either. That was just an appetizer. Didn’t you already pay off those l
