(Scarlett's POV)
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“ARRGGHH!” I paced my dimly lit room and shouted loudly to myself. I then threw my phone against the wall with my heels hitting hard against the floor. My patience, thin as it was, had completely evaporated in thin air with what I had heard from Braxx.
Instead of admitting to their failures to kill Layla, they turned to blackmail me to give them more money to keep their mouth shut. And time was of the essence for me to get that sum of money.
“Damn it!” I searched of the stack of cash I kept in my room and realised it was not enough to pay those gangsters to keep the secret.
My hands balled into a fist being angry at Maxwell who had yet to divorce his disgusting fat and ugly wife!
I recalled Braxx telling me things got complicated as his men was met wi
