Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 150

In the huge private room, a few middle-aged men in suits sat on the sofa, each accompanied by one or two beautiful women.

Izabella's appearance was well-known in R City, and as she entered, the lights in the room seemed to dim, making the other beautiful women accompanying the men look plain.

Izabella glanced around, finally fixing her gaze on the man sitting in the middle. She finally understood why the voice on the phone had sounded familiar.

Although this was her first time in an underground venue, she had some understanding of its background and knew the name of the person who established it.

Heckter Dees casually waved at her and said, "Ms. Salotti, have a seat."

Izabella was mainly here to take Lucas away, but after looking around, she didn't see him. She stood still and asked, "Where's Lucas?"

"Go, bring him up," Heckter ordered his subordinate.

The waiter left after delivering the new drinks, and the door was left open. Izabella stood in the center of the room, facing everyone's gaze, she was neither shy nor nervous.

After a while, she heard noises from outside, and the bodyguard kicked Lucas into the room.

Lucas fell face-first on the ground, his hands tied behind him, unable to move. His eyes darted around in panic, but when he saw Izabella, they lit up. He crawled towards her on his knees: "Izabella, take me away quickly."

Izabella frowned, there was a hint of annoyance in her eyes. She took a card out of her bag, "There are 4.5 million dollars in this card. Extend the repayment term for the remaining 5.5 million."

Heckter raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. He had always liked working with direct people, but it was rare to see someone as brisk as Izabella, who didn't ask a single question and just handed over the money.

Heckter lit a cigarette, his eyes half-closed, "I appreciate the trust, Ms. Salotti."

"If someone else owed 10 million, I might have to consider the problem. But him," Izabella glanced dismissively at Lucas on the ground, "losing 10 million is normal for him, and I believe Mr. Dees wouldn't try to swindle me."

Heckter flicked the cigarette ash and signaled his subordinate to check the money on the card Izabella handed him.

"It is indeed 4.5 million."

Heckter: "When do you plan to pay the remaining 5.5 million, Ms. Salotti?"