Golden Cafe was a cafe that only operated during the night.
When I arrived at the private room Gordon mentioned, I tightened my coat around myself before pushing the door open.
"You're late."
The woman's voice sounded familiar.
I gazed at Julie Zackariah and smiled as I said, "I did it on purpose."
"What are you doing here?” Julie stood, shocked. She let out a sigh of relief when she realized there was no one behind me.
I took note of her expressions and smirked before I closed the door and sat down in front of her.
Julie's reaction told me she had no other tricks up her sleeves. That made me feel much more at ease.
I gazed at the handbag on her left and then at the black-colored plastic bag on her right. "You have cash in there for Gordon Ziegler, don't you?" I asked confidently.
A flustered look flashed across Julie's haggard face, but she still tried to cover things up. "Who's Gordon Ziegler? I don't know him.”
"Still being stubborn even now? Why don't you try and figure out how I managed to find this place?” I asked as I stared at her, a smile in both my tone and eyes. "Gordon told me everything."
"That man deserves to die!" Julie cursed under her breath.
I heard everything and huffed coolly." There's something that I'm curious about, though. Where did you get the money from?"
I pursed my lips together and smiled as I waited for her answer.
Julie was cooperative enough and looked at me as she replied, "Am I required to let you know where my money comes from?"
"I remember you owe a lot of money that you haven't returned yet. Wouldn't it be a good idea for you to use this money to settle your debts? Why give it to someone else?" I asked as I fixed my stare on her, the corner of my mouth curling upward.
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