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"Brothers, I've brought the money. There's no more issue, right? Can I take this woman away now? Also, you can let my parents go, right?" Harry King clenched his fists so hard that veins bulged, and the sound of bone cracking was audible, as Lucas Hughes' sycophantic, ingratiating voice came again.
"Heh, do you really still want this woman? Didn't you come here because you heard we were monitoring your parents?"
A subordinate of Alexander Johnson sneered and asked.
"Of course, she's still my wife after all. Besides, I also need this kind of thrill. If listening to her with various men in bed can cure my illness, even fifty grand or a hundred grand is worth it!"
"That way, my sexual happiness for the rest of my life will be secured. That's something money can't buy, don't you all agree?"
Lucas Hughes stared at Chloe Simpson, who was unconscious not far away, a gleam of excitement in his eyes.
"!" Harry King seemed to almost crush his fingers with his grip.