"I'm wondering if we can push everything on Levi," said Aaron with a frown after leaving the underground casino.
Caitlyn's expression changed slightly. "You mean to transfer the three hundred million debt to Levi and then get him to divorce Zoey and cut off all ties with him?"
"Yeah! That would be killing two birds with one stone; we don't have to pay the money back and we can send away that odious brat."
"Will you drop it? You're the one who lost the money, and you signed the agreement. How are you going to do that?"
Aaron sighed, his heart sinking. "I need to think of a way."
In the casino, Levi was brought into a small and dark room.
Enzo sat in front of him, surrounded by sturdy men.
"Your father-in-law has pushed you out to have your fingers chopped off on behalf of him, Levi Garrison," said Enzo with a bloodthirsty smile. "Are you ready?"
Enzo picked up a sharp machete that glowed under the lights.
To the side were people holding cameras in their hands, ready to film.
It was an assignment from Oswald to film the process of Levi having his fingers chopped off.
"Hold it right there!" said Levi suddenly.
Enzo grinned, revealing his rows of gold teeth. "Why? Are you afraid? Haha..."
Levi said nothing and silently lit a cigarette.
Cough...
The next second, everyone was choking and coughing violently.
"What on earth does that cigarette contain?" Enzo asked, inspecting the cigarette. "The smoke is so strong!"
"I think it's a special cigarette from the war zone, Mr. Enzo," said a thug uncertainly. "My childhood friend who's a soldier gave me one before. The tobacco scent is really strong."
Everyone's expression changed at the mention of the special cigarette.
Enzo snorted. "Drop it, you guys. You think a crook who just came out of prison can smoke a cigarette like that?"
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