The Billionaire’s Maid Bride (Flanagan and Allison)

Chapter 545

The man approaching was the same one who’d been chatting with that blonde guy earlier in the

afternoon. He didn’t remember Emma’s face, but her figure was a detail he’d etched into his memory.

“Has Hughes contacted you?” he asked. “I suspect he’s at Delectable Dishes on Elm Street right now.

Heard that Robbie was spotted there, so Hughes rushed over.”

Delectable Dishes?

The music in the bar was loud. Emma barely caught the reference, but she immediately stood up,

ready to leave. She realized she didn’t have Hughes’ contact information, so she quickly asked for it

from the man in front of her.

“Hughes, I’m giving your number to this busty beauty. Don’t let me down, mate. That’s all I can do for

you.”

Elm Street was a well-known place, offering most of the daily necessities anyone could need. There

was a mid-sized supermarket, a fresh produce section, and a row of restaurants selling a variety of

cuisines.

At this moment, at a place called Delectable Dishes.

In one of the private rooms.

A man, with a bruised and swollen face, was kneeling on the ground. “I’m sorry, Darian,” he pleaded.

“Just give me a little more time. One day… no, two days!! Just two more days, I’ll borrow the money! I’ll

pay you back as soon as I do!”

The man sitting across from Robbie was Darian, who was a man in his early 40s with a noticeable big

belly. Darian was smoking a cigarette. “You’ve been avoiding me for a week, Robbie. Are you playing

games with me? Keep hiding, keep running. Let’s see how well you can play hide and seek!” As he

cursed, he took a kick at him.

Robbie’s body was trembling. “Darian, I’ve already called my cousin. She’ll wire the money over soon. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Just give me two days. I’ll pay you back. I promise!!”

Darian flicked off some ash from his cigarette, which fell onto Robbie’s neck. It burned him. Robbie

shivered from the pain but dared not move. He could only grit his teeth and endure it. His face was

covered in sweat, which trickled into his wounds. It caused a sharp pain. “Darian, give me one more

chance. I’ve almost got the money. My cousin, my cousin will…”

“Are you trying to trick me, Robbie? Where did this cousin come from? If I let you off this time, you are

gonna ran off, hiding yourself somewhere, and I have to work to find you.” Darian waved his hand.

Two of his henchmen approached and started to punch and kick Robbie.

At first, Robbie cried out, but then he passed out from the beating. A henchman picked up a jug of cold

water and splashed it over Robbie, who jerkily opened his eyes.

He felt like he was going to be killed by Darian.

A henchman took out three or four cards, a cell phone, and a wristwatch from Robbie’s pockets. The

cards only had three dollars. The watch was a fake. Only the phone had any value. Darian was a loan

shark, making loans and charging exorbitant interest. If someone couldn’t pay, he’d break his fingers; if

someone owed more than 100,000, he’d break his leg.

Darian said, “Put his leg on the stool.””

A few henchmen grabbed Robbie, who seemed to sense what was about to happen. He began to yell,

“Darian! I’ll pay you soon. Please spare me! Darian! I’ll do anything you want!!!”