Chapter 262 Human Trafficking


    Charles was upset because someone had interrupted his words. He gave Amelia a ck look, “What''s


    going on? Why are you acting hastily?”


    Amelia took a breath, “A man is standing in front of the door with a crowd of people. He is asking you to


    hand his sister over to him.”


    Charles and Dolores looked at each other for a split second. They could guess who was outside the


    door in their hearts without saying a word.


    “I''ll go out and take a look. Don''t you go out and stay here,” there were only a few people in the vi.


    There was only Tom outside the door. Charles was afraid of hurting Dolores if conflict happened.


    Dolores stood up. Could she avoid in the room if there was a conflict?


    Moreover, she did not think that Lacey''s brother wasing to save his sister. She was afraid that the


    man was to ckmail for benefits after he knew his sister knew Charles.


    “I believe there will no conflict as long as you are willing to pay.”


    Dolores said sarcastically. She sneered at how there could be people like the Ward family in the world.


    Charles was poker-faced. He had a countermeasure for dealing with this. He raised his head and


    looked at Dolores, “I won''t let you hurt in my ce.”


    He pushed his wheelchair to go out of the room after he finished speaking. Amelia silently followed


    along and stole a nce at Dolores.


    She felt that Charles was so good to Dolores.


    Jordan brought a dozen of fair-weather friends who had always eaten, drank, and yed with him to


    Charles''s ce. He could not find Lacey, and he had managed to extract from his cousin that Lacey


    knew Charles. That was why he brought these people and came to Charles to look for his sister.


    Charles seldom appeared in public because of his legs. The people of White City had heard the name


    of Charles and knew him. However, there were only a few people who had seen him. Jordan also had


    heard of his name but never see him.


    “Ask Charles toe out. I want to ask him about where he got my sister,” Jordan sat on the rims of


    the fountain that was in front of the vi. He had a cigarette between his lips, and a crowd of punks was


    standing right behind Jordan.


    Charles heard the words when he arrived at the door. He looked glum. He pushed his wheelchair to the


    door and said solemnly, “I''m Charles.”


    Jordan saw Charles was in a wheelchair. He blinked and did not react for a moment.


    “Ha! Ha! Charles White is a cripple. Some rumors about him are flying how powerful he is, but it turns


    out he is just a cripple!” Jordan pped his thighs andughed loudly.


    Dolores frowned and was shocked by Jordan''s ignorance.


    Charles was poker-faced and looked at Jordan, who wasughing there. He was somewhat familiar


    with Jordan''s face, and he seemed to have seen the face earlier.


    He suddenly remembered the ce where he had seen the face. He met Jordan in the elevator when


    he came out of Lacey''s housest time. Jordan hadughed at him for being a cripple at that time, so


    Charles was impressed by Jordan.


    Was he looking for Lacey that day?


    “Tom, you''re getting more inefficient now,” he remembered that he had asked Tom to send someone to


    keep a watch on Lacey. However, Tom did not find anything about it.


    Tom did not dare to contradict Charles and silently lowered his head. He only sent people to keep a


    watch outside the housing estate. How could he know what was going on in the housing estate?


    Jordan finishedughing at this time, “My sister is here with you?”


    “She''s in my ce,” Charles agreed with him. It made Jordan did not know how to continue his next


    words for a moment.


    Jordan wanted Charles not to admit it so that he could ask Charles for Lacey in the name of her


    brother. He could get some benefits from Charles if Charles did not hand Lacey over to him. However,


    Charles had admitted it immediately. How could he ask for interests from Charles?


    “So, where is my sister? Give me my sister, and I''ll take her back home. If you think that my sister is


    somewhat useful to you, I can sell her to you,” Jordan bit the bullet and asked.


    Jordan wasing for money since Charles had deep pockets, and he was the richest man of White


    City.


    Charles''s face became darker and graved. He gripped the arms of his wheelchair tightly. Very well


    then. Charles could not believe Jordan would even sell a person.


    “Deal!” Charles promised Jordan.


    Jordan was ted by Charles''s words. He did not expect Charles would promise him so quickly. He


    The crowd of punks behind him echoed as well.


    “So, how much do you want?” Charles got out of his bad mood and said indiscreetly.


    Jordan became prudent when it came to money. He rubbed his chin and thought for a while, “My sister


    looks good and can work for you as well. Since you are willing to buy her, she means somewhat useful


    to you, even if you''re not like her. How about this? I sell her to you for one million yuan. She belongs to


    you as long as you give me the money.”


    Charles pretended to be not easy, “How can I believe you? Are your words any use? She is a person.”


    Jordan was afraid that Charles would change his mind and replied quickly, “Don''t worry, my words are


    useful, and I have the final say in my family. She is nothing but a no-father wild child adopted by my


    family. My family raised her since she was a child, and it''s time for her to return us.”


    “You use to ask her for money?” Charles asked inadvertently.


    Jordan did not think much about it. A spoiled child was simple, even though he was shit, “It''s quite all


    right that I asked her for money since my family had raised her.”


    Charles sneered at Jordan, who kept iming that they had raised her.


    Did they raise her?


    Charles closed his eyes and controlled his emotions, “I want you to put it in writing for me.”


    Jordan heard Charles''s words that there was a hope to get money, “So, you will give me one million


    yuan after I write a pledge for you?”


    “For sure,” Charles said.


    “Alright, I''ll write it to you,” Jordan agreed with Charles without thinking anything.


    “Tom, get him paper and pen,” Charles instructed.


    Tom turned around and went into the house to get a pen and paper, and then he handed them to


    Jordan.


    Jordan seldom went to school to learn in the past. He started to be a street thug since he was in junior


    high school. He did not know what to write with a pen and paper in his hands. He scratched his head,


    “What to write in the pledge?”


    “Tom, go and teach him what to write.”


    Tom nced at Charles and asked in a low voice, “What do you want him to write?”


    Charles said ndly, “Human trafficking.”


    Tom knew his thought which Charles wanted to have evidence that proved Jordan did human


    trafficking.


    Tom said, and Jordan wrote his words. All Jordan ever thought about was the one million yuan, so he


    wrote whatever Tom said.


    After ten more minutes, Tom handed the pledge written by Jordan over to Charles.


    Jordan''s handwriting was not as good as that of pupils, but it was good in content. Charles handed it


    back to Tom, “Ask him to put his fingerprint on the pledge.”


    Tom gave Jordan the pledge, “Put your fingerprint on the pledge.”


    “How can I put my fingerprint on it without an inkpad?”


    Tom spread his hands, “We don''t have an inkpad. You can use blood instead.”


    Jordan pale and pondered, “Whose blood?”


    “You can leave now if you don''t want the one million yuan. I have no time to spend with you,” Charles


    purposely showed eagerness.


    It was actually to shorten the time for Jordan to think.


    The crowd of punks behind Jordan persuaded, “You can get one million yuan with only a little blood


    needed. You only have to cut a small slit on your finger, and there is it.”


    Jordan red at the man who spoke, “Just a little blood? Why not you cut a small slit on your finger?”


    Jordan said it on purpose because he did not want to hurt himself. He was afraid of pain.


    Jordan knew that these people also cared about the money.


    He could take them to have tasty food and strong drinks if he had the money.


    “Use my blood instead, but you have to give me twenty thousand yuan when you get the one million


    yuan.”


    Jordan agreed without thinking anything, “Deal.”


    Jordan thought, “I''ll get one million yuan, and I still have nine hundred and eighty thousand left after


    giving the man twenty thousand.”


    The man broke his finger with his teeth and showed his finger in front of Jordan, “Here you go.”


    Jordan stained his forefinger with blood and put his fingerprint on the pledge. He threw the pledge


    paper to Tom, “Is it okay now?”


    “Alright. I don''t have one million cash now. I''ll make a phone call and have someone send it over here,”


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    said Charles, and he took his phone out and dialed a call.


    Jordan was excited and was nning what to do with the money, “I''ll take you guys to go to the


    restaurant for a meal once I get the money. After that, we go to Dark Night. I heard that there are many


    kinds of hookers over there, Feel free to pick the best ones you like. It’s on me.”


    Dolores spoke nothing at all but stood by the side quietly and watched the course of the matter. She


    knew that Charles would not let Jordan off lightly.


    Soon, the men, who sent the money, arrived at the vi. A dozen cars surrounded the ce. More than


    forty people got out of the cars one by one after the car doors opened, and they made arge circle,


    with Jordan and the crowd of punks in the middle.