The Kiss that Sparked it All

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Chapter 2365

“Can’t you keep it in your pants, man? We gave you a wad of cash last time. Couldn’t you have found

some girl downtown to take care of your needs? Here we are, in the middle of some serious business,

and you keep yapping about getting laid. You got a screw loose or something? If you really can’t control

yourself, maybe I should take care of it for you, huh?”

The skinny guy managed a weak, nervous grin and fell silent, even taking a few steps back.

When the boss talked about ‘taking care’ of things, his eyes were glued to the guy’s waist, and he was

well aware of the sharp little switchblade in his hand. If he said another word, he might spend the rest

of his life singing soprano.

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“Just messing with you, boss. You’re busy. I’ll go stand guard outside with the boys.”

Once the sound of their hurried footsteps faded away, Victoria finally let out a sigh of relief.

She couldn’t find the words to speak, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. She kept shaking

and sobbing uncontrollably.

“Come on, spill it. How did you fall for this chick? Wait a minute, you’re not pulling one over on me, are

you? Tell me, how did you two hit it off in the first place?”

Balfour couldn’t understand why, but this guy seemed to be infatuated with the idea of love.

Just the mention of having a crush got him more excited than anyone else.

“I don’t know what she’s thinking, but I’ll tell you one thing: we both need to get out of here in one

piece, and whatever you want, I’ll make sure you get it.”

Balfour stared at the boss quietly, who suddenly felt a chill.

This young boy in front of him, barely old enough to be called a man, already had such resolve. Facing

a vicious thug like himself, he showed no fear, and there was even a sense of dread in the air.

“You rich folks sure know how to talk sweet. Why should I believe you? First, tell me where the cards

are. Once we get our hands on the money, we’ll figure out what to do next.”

“When you guys snatched me, I had a backpack with at least three cards in it, each with a balance

ranging from three hundred thousand to half a million dollars.”

The boss gasped. He hadn’t expected that while they were shaking down Dean for cash, they had a

living ATM right beside them. Do rich kids really walk around with this much money on them?

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“You’re not messing with me, are you?”

The boss waved the knife in front of Balfour, looking for any sign of deceit, but Balfour just gave a faint

smile and said, “I made that money from investments. If you don’t believe me, go check. I can’t charm

you or run away, so what are you afraid of?”

“Who says I’m afraid? Don’t get cocky, kid. I’ve got my limits! Push me too far and see what happens!”

The boss, frustrated and embarrassed, slammed the flat of the blade against Balfour’s cheek, then

backhanded him across the face until Balfour grunted and fell to the ground. Only then did he let out

the breath he’d been holding in.

“Kid, no funny business! Your life is in our hands, and I’m warning you, stop the chatter. I’m not scared

of you!”

Balfour remained silent, not uttering a sound.