Chapter 183 Justin's Confidence

Brittany stomped her foot in anger and shouted, "Like you?! There’s no way a country bumpkin like

you could get my affection! Even if I were blind, even if you were the last man on Earth, I’d never fall

for you!"

She had come here intending to give Daniel a hard time, but now, the tables had turned. She hadn’t

managed to bully this newbie, and he'd even gotten on her nerves.

Brittany thought this country boy was way too confident for his own good. Him implying that she had

a crush on him? Absurd!

"Since you don't fancy me, Brittany, then what brings you to my office today?"

"I’m here to make sure you're working!"

"Keeping tabs on my work?" Daniel grinned at her, aggravating her further. "Exactly what work are

you monitoring?"

"You said you’d get the Black Panther Club out of Windows Street within three days and that you’d

have Justin pay the company a billion dollars. It's been three days, so shouldn't you march down to

Windows Street, make Justin pack up and collect the billion he owes us?"

"Thanks for the reminder, Brittany. I'd almost forgotten all about it!"

"Forgotten? Looks like you just want to welch on your promises. But I'm here, and I won't let you.

Come on, let’s head to Windows Street right now!"

"Sure, why not!"

With Brittany in tow, Daniel drove his Palmera to Windows Street. The Black Panther Club was still

there; Justin had made no move to leave.

They stepped into the dojo, and Justin came out to meet them.

"Justin, long time, no see," Daniel greeted with a cheerful smile.

Justin’s expression darkened at Daniel's arrival. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm obviously here to tell you it's time to move out, Justin. We had a deal. Three days, and the

Black Panther Club was supposed to clear out of Windows Street. The time’s up, and here you still

are. So, now I have to personally ask you to leave. But, my time isn't cheap, you know. You owe me

for the gas and even an appearance fee. Since we're friends, I’ll give you a discount—let's say five

hundred million! You owe the Matthews Organization a billion, and since you overstayed, that adds

up to one and a half billion now."

Once Daniel finished speaking, Justin let out a roaring laughter that echoed with confidence.

"Who do you think you are? You're just a countryside nobody. Sure, you’ve got some moves, and

you beat me once. But do you think that scares me? I was going to come find you today anyway,

but since you’re here, I might as well take care of you now."

"Justin, what's gotten into you? Hit your head? Last I checked, I knocked you flat."

"I never said I’d fight you myself. If you're so tough, then don’t run. I'm going to call someone right

now, someone who can really make you squirm. After he beats the stuffing out of you, I’ll ring

Jessica so she can bring the cash to bail you out. The Matthews Organization will have to hand

over Windows Street to me for nothing—plus, you’ll owe me another two billion for my trauma."