Living With My Lady Boss romance Capítulo 158

"Wow! That's quite a lot of money," Wilbur replied. Yes, a billion dollars would be a huge temptation to anyone.

However, Wilbur did not need the money at all, especially not when the money was made this way.

Remy sobbed, his voice turning pitiful. "I'm telling you the truth, I swear. What's your bank account? I'll wire the money to you right now."

"Really?" Wilbur frowned.

Remy nodded. "Yes, right now! As long as you let me go."

"Alright. Here's my account." Wilbur flashed his phone screen at Remy.

"I need a computer," Remy said.

Wilbur shrugged. "That's fine by me."

He helped Remy up and sat him down in front of the computer in his office.

Remy slumped over the table and got to work at once.

A short while later, 1.2 billion dollars were transferred into Wilbur's bank account.

Wilbur also saw Remy secretly send out a message while he thought Wilbur was looking away.

Wilbur pretended not to see it, barking out a laugh at the sight of the notification on his phone. "F*cking hell! This sure is some easy money."

Remy slid to the ground, his chest heaving. "Now you can let me go, right?"

"Sure. Go right ahead." Wilbur spread out his arms.

He threw himself against the car door, grabbing the handle and pulling himself up.

'One more step,' Remy thought as he heaved, cheering himself on.

Just then, a police car crashed through the gate of the factory. It stopped in front of Remy, sirens blaring as countless police officers charged in.

A tall, armed woman emerged from the car in front of Remy. She stood before him, looking down at him icily.

Remy's chest lurched. The spark of hope in his eyes dimmed, just like that.

"Cuff him and every last person in there!" Elsa shouted, and the officers got to work at once. They surrounded the factory, doing a sweep through every single room.

"Took you long enough," a lazy voice said.

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