Chapter 817

The manager raised his head. “I heard that Zhivkov did try to push a batch of wine. If he was rushing,
there must be something going

on.”

The man’s hand that was playing with the rosary paused and spoke after a short while. “Observe quietly
for any changes.”

At Soul…

Barbara went to see Maisie and told her she had visited the Glitz Club but didn’t find out about Katrina’s
whereabouts.

Maisie thought of something and said, “If they really have Katrina, what could they gain by controlling
her?” Barbara shook her head. I’m afraid it could be something bad for my father. Something has already
happened to my uncle. I can’t sit and watch that happen to my dad too.

Maisie turned to face her. “I don’t think so. if they wanted to do anything to the Chases, they would take
you instead of Katrina.’

She paused.

Maisie looked serious. “You don’t know why the owner of Glitz would help you, and he hasn’t shown his
motive after such a long time. Even if they wanted to take you 1 o threaten the Chases, they have no
reason not to do it yet.”

Barbara didn’t say anything. The unknown was the reason for concern because they still couldn’t tell if
the owner of Glitz was a friend or foe. Maisie put her hand on her shoulder.” Nolan said Mr. Boucher



might know who the owner of Glitz is. Do you want to ask him if you’re still worried?”

Barbara paused and pondered. “Alright, I’ll go see Mr. Boucher when I have time.”

Not long after Barbara left, Saydie showed up and told Maisie about Peter’s goods being delivered to the
black market the day after the next. Once they got there, the undercover police officers would move in.
Maisie was worried for Saydie. “You be careful when that happens.”





Saydie nodded. Two days later, Peter decided to get the delivery done at night for safety purposes.
Gerald sent a few people for the handover with Peter. Even though he was rushing to get it out, he was
meticulous to avoid mistakes, so he followed along personally the entire journey.

Saydie stood in front of the car playing

with her switchblade while watching the people move the crates off the truck.

She could hear a woman’s voice.

“Mr. Zhivkov, having a delivery so late at night?” Peter had a cigarette between his lips while his
underling lit it up. “How can I afford you if I don’t make money?” The woman with curls holding onto
Peter’s arm was Meg from Glitz. She wore a gold camisole with leopard-printed platform heels and a
wine-red mini skirt. She was twisting her waist, looking seductive.

The men next to them stared at her every once in a while.

Meg saw Saydie and was surprised. “Why is a woman here?”



Peter blew out some smoke but didn’t reply. At that moment, a Land Rover parked next to Peter. He
threw the cigarette to the ground and walked to the car.

The window was half-opened, and it was dark, so the man sitting inside was hidden. All that could be
seen was that he wore a golden branded watch.

He said something to Peter, who spoke courteously and in a low voice.

Saydie took a peek at the license plate before taking out her phone and sending a photo of the license
plate to Quincy.

After sending that, she turned and spoke to the movers. “Hurry, Gerald is waiting.”

Peter looked over as the man in the car asked something. Then he smiled and answered, “Gerald sent
this woman to oversee the delivery. I heard that she’s a good fighter and that Gerald trusts her a

lot.”

Peter suddenly asked Saydie to approach. She frowned, put away her switchblade, and walked over with
no change in her expression.” Yes, Mr. Zhivkov?”


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