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Just three days ago, Chloe had roped in a buddy to help track down Ricky. This pal had all the right connections,
from the seedy underbelly to the elite circles in Riverbrook. Why not ask Connor for help, you wonder? Well,
Chloe just didn't want to dig up that old part of her
life in front of him, even though she knew he wouldn't bat an eye.
The buddy tipped her off that Rat was holed up in a Riverbrook nightclub lately. The reason he was flying under
the radar? Someone else had booked the room for him, and all his details were under their name. No shock there
the mystery benefactor was none other than Lisa.
Rat had been living it up at the nightclub during the day, and as soon as night fell, he'd hit the underground
casino. In just a few days, he'd racked up a mountain of debt. The kicker? All of it was under Lisa's name. Chloe
furrowed her brow. Why was it Lisa again?
As the sun dipped below the horizon, Chloe made her way to "Night Veil," the club her buddy had pointed out.
Once inside, she headed straight for the casino downstairs. Her friend had said Rat would be there, gambling like
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Rat still bore the marks of a recent scuffle, his cheekbone smeared with purplish bruises, his eyes bloodshot from
the gambling frenzy. Chloe didn't rush in. Instead, she observed from the shadows.
In mere minutes, Rat had blown through hundreds of thousands in chips. When he tried to get more credit, the
casino staff shut him down, demanding immediate payment. Rat tried to brush them off, saying, "Let's talk this
over. It's just a few hundred grand. A phone call, and I'll have it sorted."
With that, Rat stormed out to the parking lot to make a call, and Chloe quietly followed, hiding behind a big SUV
to eavesdrop.
"Hurry up and get here, no more stalling, or don't blme if I'm not nice when you show up in ten," Rat
snapped before hanging up, frustration evident in his voice.
He was getting edgy, pacing around,
puffing on a cigarette. Just as he was about to lose it, a red Porsche screeched to a halt in front of him~~~~ Lisa
jumped out, slamming the car door with a fury. "Are you out of your mind? Where am | supposed to pull million
from? I've been covering your room, food, drinks, and you just gamble it all away. Your debt isn't my problem! |
don't have the money; you sort it out!"
Rat's tone turned playful, "Oh con, Chloe. Everyone knows you're the real heiress of the Meadows family in
Riverbrook. How could you be short on cash? Six million is pocket change for you. You managed to scrape
together twenty million overnight before. What's this amount to you?" Lisa was fuming. This guy had some
nerve. Six million was nothing? She didn't even have sixty thousand to her nright now.
Lisa exploded, "Don't think you can pusharound anymore. I've done more than enough for you. You've
pocketed those twenty million, so we're square. Don't you dare treatlike your personal ATM."
Lisa felt like she was about to lose it,
all thanks to this leech, Rat. After moving into the Meadows family, she'd been living on a monthly allowance of
two hundred thousand, plus the jewelry and designer bags Leah gifted her. Over the years, she'd saved up quite
a bit. But then Rat calong, and everything changed.
He held something over her, a constant threat. Lisa ended up selling her savings, jewelry, and designer bags, but
Rat was like a bottomless pit. Whenever he ran out of cash, he'd ccrawling back to her. Finally, when Lisa
couldn't handle it anymore, Rat promised that if she handed over twenty million, he'd vanish for good, leaving
her in peace.
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