Chapter 346 – Dumpster-tier
For a moment, the silence in the cramped studio stretched, heavy and suffocating. Elias was still on the floor, catching his breath, his knuckles scraped raw from where he'd tried to throw a punch.
The collectors shifted, exchanging glances, clearly uncertain if they should stay or drag their boss out.
And Thomas—Thomas glared. His smirk faltered, but he forced it back, jaw tight, sweat beginning to shine on his forehead. "You think you can stand there and talk down to me? I own this street. I own companies that chew through people like him—" he pointed down at Elias—"and spit out the bones. You have no idea who you're dealing with."
Lux's smirk curled sharp, wolfish.
"Oh, I know exactly who I'm dealing with."
[Draining Assets…]
[-$1,200,000 liquid funds siphoned.]
[Equity Stake: 17% of Crosswell Holdings forcibly transferred.]
[Offshore Account: Frozen. $3,400,000 inaccessible.]
[Pending Lawsuit: Triggered.]
[Remaining Net Worth: $380,000.]
