Chapter 2181 Donald turned to look at him. “Isn‘t there someone shadowing Fabio?”
Chunky lowered his head. “I don‘t know if Fabio has found out about our plan. All the people
that we‘ve sent to keep an eye on him have all gone off the radar.” Donald closed his eyes,
and his facial expression stiffened. “He‘s fallen so far and gotten so dumb that he plans to
work with the Southern Clan.”
He then opened his eyes and looked at Chunky. “Since Fabio has chosen not to comply, then
there‘s no need for us to keep him alive. Getting rid of him is the only way for me to
completely take over his faction.”
Chunky responded, “Then I‘ll get someone to make it happen now.”
Cameron came to The Commune at noon, and the people in The Commune were stunned
when they saw her in women‘s clothes. After all, it was their first time seeing Cameron in
women‘s clothes. “Mr, Ms. Southern.”
Everyone still had not gotten accustomed to this sudden change in her appellation.
Cameron cleared her throat. “You can call me whatever title that you‘re used to calling.
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Everyone scratched their heads and chuckled awkwardly. Daisie came out of the inside.
“Cameron?”
She trotted to Cameron, grabbed her hand, and seemed to be very happy to see her. “Why
are you here?”
“Of course, I‘ve come to find you. Let‘s go inside first.” Cameron brought Daisie back into
the building
Back in the building, Daisie personally ground some beans, brewed her a cup of coffee,
walked to the couch with the coffee, and sat down. “I worry that you don‘t like it to be too
bitter, so I added some sugar for you.” “I can do either. It doesn‘t matter to me.” Cameron
picked up the cup and took a sip from it.” Your coffee brewing skills are pretty good.” Daisie
supported her chin with her palms and stared at her with a faint smile. “Waylon makes
great coffee too. Besides cooking, he‘s also good at making snacks and desserts. You name
it.” Cameron was startled and squinted slightly. “Why are you telling me this?” Daisie
chuckled as an indescribable emotion rippled in her eyes. “You and Waylon are both friends.
I only want you to know more about him.” ‘Friends...‘ Cameron lowered her gaze. “Why
does it feel so strange coming from Daisie?‘ She then remembered something and put down
the cup. “Wayne‘s clothes are all custom made by the same brand, aren‘t they?”
Daisie nodded.
“Great, can you help me contact the tailor and order a shirt for him? I‘ll pay for it.” Daisie
was stunned for a moment, and her eyes lit up. “Cameron, do you want to give Waviona
new shirt as a gift?” ‘Oh my God, did I hear it right!?‘
Cameron‘s expression looked earnest. “I tore one of his shirts, so it‘s only normal for me to
compensate him with a new one. Is there something wrong?”
Daisie‘s grin became slightly more reserved, and she looked slightly disappointed. “Oh, is
that
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Cameron frowned. “Are you rejecting me?”
Daisie waved her hand hurriedly. “No, I‘ll definitely help you out. Don‘t worry, I‘ll help you
contact the tailor. I‘m a pro when it comes to such tasks.”
Cameron nodded. “Cool, tell me how much it costs after it‘s done. I‘ll transfer the payment
to you. I won‘t take advantage of you.”
A black car was driving down Seaside Street and was about to go to the southwest district.
A bullet shot through the glass from the right side and hit the driver in front of Fabio in a
blink of an eye. The car lost control, slid violently, and hit the guardrail.
A van was parked not far away on the roadside, and a few men wearing masks, and body
armor got out and approached the thrashed car.
Fabio took a gun out from under the front seat‘s cushion and climbed out of the car. He hid
behind the car and shot ruthlessly at the approaching people. One of the bullets hit
someone‘s leg, and the men in black started shooting at the rear of the car.
Fabio ran out of bullets, pulled the safety catch of another gun, and when he tried to fire
again, it was an empty shot. The two shots that followed were blank as well!
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