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Chapter 125 - 125 Whos playing tricks behind the scenes 2
Chapter 125 - 125 Whos playing tricks behind the scenes 2
?Chapter 125: Who’s playing tricks behind the scenes 2 Chapter 125: Who’s playing tricks behind the scenes 2 Mr. Mitchell glanced at Amelia Wilson, and even though her body was mostly hidden, her enchanting pose imprinted on his mind. It was just a pity that he had failed to completely strip her of her clothes.
“She’ll wake up once the drug wears off,” explained Mr. Mitchell.
After listening, Victoria Garcia placed Amelia back on the bed and turned to face Mr. Mitchell, saying, “Since you’re interested, why don’t we have a bet? How about that?”
“What are we betting on?”
“If you win, both my sister and I belong to you,” Victoria said coldly and slowly, “If you lose, you’ll bear the consequences.”
Mr. Mitchell looked Victoria up and down and couldn’t help but admit that she was incredibly attractive. His heart was already captivated.
He moved a chair to one side, sat down, crossed his legs, and asked unhurriedly, “How do we bet?”
“Mr. Mitchell, you said you’ve been in this business for so many years, right? Let’s make a bet on a phone call.”
“That sounds interesting. Tell me, how do we play this game with a phone call?”
Victoria calmed herself as she said, “Turn on the speakerphone, and we’ll each tell the person on the other end that we’re trapped in this hotel room and can’t get out. If the person who answered understands, they might come and help. The time limit is 30 minutes. In the end, whoever manages to leave the room wins. The one who can’t must remain in the room and accept punishment. How does that sound?”
“If you call 110 [police], I’ll lose,” Mr. Mitchell replied disdainfully.
“Don’t worry – I have no interest in calling the police to punish you.”
“Well, that’s a bold statement,” Mr. Mitchell had some skills and had been through the Rivers and Lakes underworld. He had a powerful family background and money, so he didn’t fear the Garcia family – he knew their situation quite well.
“So, it’s up to Mr. Mitchell to decide if he has the guts to bet.” Victoria’s eyes darkened as she finished speaking.
Mr. Mitchell’s eyes were burning with desire again: “Bet, right now!”
“Do you want to make the call first, or should I?” she asked crisply.
“You’re younger, of course, you go first.” Mr. Mitchell never took his eyes off her, wanting to see exactly how capable Victoria was.
Victoria took out her cell phone, dialed Arnold Johnson’s number, and turned on the speakerphone. After two rings, the other side answered the call with a calm voice that carried a hint of tenderness.
“Where are you?” Arnold asked.
“I’m in Room 60A of the Emperor Luxury hotel, and I can’t get out because of some trouble,” Victoria replied.
Without waiting for Victoria to elaborate, Arnold said, “Wait there, and someone will come to get you out in ten minutes.”
“Alright.”
With the last word, Victoria ended the call.
Her gaze shifted to Mr. Mitchell, indicating that it was his turn now.
The abrupt end of the conversation caught Mr. Mitchell’s attention.
“Did you ask for a martial arts expert?” Mr. Mitchell asked with a teasing smile.
Victoria replied indifferently, “If you think that’s the case, with Mr. Mitchell’s power, you could easily find an even more formidable expert, right?”
Mr. Mitchell twitched the corners of his mouth in response to her words.
Even if this young girl found Authority Country’s top expert, he could send his gang to take care of them.
His eyes fell on Victoria once again.
After a moment of thought, he took out his phone and dialed a number.