Smith Ning snorted coldly, " Bring the money to me within half an hour, or I'll die with you."
Ava Smith frowned. She seldom cared for her cousin. She didn't know whether what the other party said was true or false, but it would be difficult to block the mouths of other relatives.
"In less than half an hour, I can tell you now that I have no money."
Smith Ning was angry. When he was about to come forward, he heard a knock at the door: "I'm here to send money. Can I come in?"
Everyone was happy. They quickly opened the door and looked out. Allen Peterson stood outside with a black briefcase, his face full of anger.
He called the company after seeing that Ava Smith didn't come home so late. When he learned that Ava Smith was here to entertain these relatives who asked for dividends, he was worried, so he rushed over to have a look.
Unexpectedly, outside the door, he heard such a dialogue.