Chapter: 917
"How are we going to catch the swindler if we didn’t come here personally?" Victoria shot him a glare.
"That’s right! How dare you enjoy dining in such a luxurious place after cheating us of our money? You’re utterly shameless!" Florence demanded with her hands on her hips.
"Who are these shrews, Terrence? Should we throw them out?" Terrence’s friends asked meanly.
Terrence was about to be the wealthiest one among them, so they were all dying to suck up to him.
"No, that won’t be necessary. I know them." An idea came to Terrence, and he quickly told his friends, "You guys head on back for now. I’ve got some personal matters to deal with. I’ll buy you all a meal some other day." And with that, he urged his friends to leave the private room.
"I don’t give a damn about what tricks you have up your sleeves, Terrence. Give me my money now!
"Victoria was not about to back off any time soon.
"Victoria, let’s sit down and talk, shall we? Don’t get all worked up." With a smile on his face, he poured everyone a cup of tea.
"Cut the crap, you swindler!" Not wishing to waste her time on him, Victoria knocked the cup of tea over.
"I don’t think I follow, Victoria. When have I swindled you?" Terrence pretended not to understand what she was going on about.
"Oh, so you’re still trying to deny what you’ve done?" Victoria shot daggers at him with her eyes.
"You’re playing the fool with us, are you? Here, I’ll help jog your memory. A week ago, you swindled us into purchasing the plot of land where the abandoned building was, for a total of a hundred million dollars. Do you remember now?" Florence’s piercing gaze bore into Terrence. That piece of land had nearly caused her to go bankrupt, and she still had recurring nightmares about it.
"You’re both mistaken!" Terrence sighed and acted like he had been wronged.
"About that piece of land, that was all because of my friend. I’m a victim just like you! I’d been cheated out of my money too!"
"That’s rubbish! Do you think we’d buy that?" Victoria had a skeptical expression.
"She’s right! Why did you disappear for the past few days if you’re a victim too? We couldn’t find you, nor could we contact you. I’m sure that you’ve conspired against us together with your friend!
"Florence shouted.
"I didn’t! I really am a victim too!" With the most miserable look he could manage, Terrence said, "I haven’t shown myself for the past few days because I was too ashamed to face you! Besides, I’ve been trying to locate my friend to get him to pay back the money that he ripped off of you! I’ve been doing that for you!"
"You claim to be so righteous, but where’s our money?" Florence demanded. She wasn’t going to believe his big talk anymore. If he did not return their money, everything he said was as good as trash.
"My friend has disappeared without a trace. I suspect that he has long since fled to another city." Terrence sighed deeply.
"Hah! I knew you were going to say that!" Florence smiled sardonically.
"Although my friend has run off with your money, I’ll take full responsibility for the money you’ve lost!" He declared righteously with a resolute demeanor.