Heart Hunting

Chapter 128 The Black Market

The black market was inside the slums of the city.

The small area harbored prostitutes, gamblers, drug dealers and killers. All the dirty trades you could

imagine happened here.

An ordinary car in dark color slowly drove in. It was not showy or swaggering at all. Kenny was sitting

inside and as quiet as a lake at night. His frowning eyebrows gave away his deep thoughts.

As the car moved forward slowly, it passed by the vendors that sold almost everything one could

imagine.

There were people running gambling tables alongside the road. They kept yelling, "Come on! Big ones

or small ones, you'll be the next parvenu!"

There were also quite a few women in low-cut clothes. They blatantly solicited customers. "Sir, want to

try something new?"

There are also wasted people or those who passed out because of OD. This is a real out-law place and

everyone dared to swagger through the street carefreely.

The car slowed down in front of a bar. The driver said to the backseat, "There it is, sir."

Kenny hummed with a cold face.

Two bodyguards got out of the car and one held the door for Kenny.

It was not an unusual thing for local people to see bigwigs here. What caught their attention was the

handsome man walking out of the low-key car. However, they were sure the handsome man must be Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

super rich because he had two bodyguards following behind him.

The more low-key one was, the more likely he was to be a big shot.

They walked into the bar and saw the laser lights radiating colorful lights. The place was packed with

people, and almost all of their eyes were caught by the stripper standing in the center of the dance

floor. Few people noticed Kenny who was coming in.

Someone at the gate recognized Kenny and stepped forward to greet him. "Mr. Murphy, this way,

please."

Kenny's eyes quickly skimmed around his surroundings. Then he stopped when he saw the woman in

the center of the dance floor. He seemed very reluctant to see her. Then he followed the other man and

walked up to the second floor.

It had cost Kenny a great fortune to get access to the head of the black market, Mr. Morin.

Morin demanded an exorbitant price and proclaimed that he would never agree to do any trades under

1 million dollars.

The rich and generous man, Kenny, paid Morin 5 million dollars without hesitation.

They walked into an exclusive room with full wound proof. From the moment the door was closed, there

was almost no sound could be heard from outside.

The illumination was too dim to see any other surroundings. The only light came from the lamp

standing in the middle of the table. The man sitting across the table looked calm. His soft eyebrows and

eyes looked so harmless. Nobody would be able to tell him from any other ordinary people if he stood

in the crowd. And they could never know this seemingly ordinary guy was the head of such a big black

market.

"Mr. Murphy, glad to see you!"

Morin greeted him first.

The bodyguard pulled the chair for Kenny. After he sat down, the other bodyguard put the suitcase on

the table.

Morin smiled from ear to ear when he saw the big suitcase. Then he said, "I was told Mr. Murphy

offered us a big deal."

"I want you to find someone for me. I'll pay you 10 million dollars and the 5 million in the suitcase now

is the deposit. I'll pay the other half as soon as you found her."

Kenny tried to put it in a simple way. He didn't even want a bargain because he knew the time was

limited.

"I guess Mr. Murphy is the straightforward type... so may I take a look at the photo and profiles of the

person you're looking for?"

The bodyguard glanced at Kenny and handed over the profile.

Morin opened the information pack and took out a picture. Three seconds later, he put down the picture

and said, "I accept the deal. I'll found her for you in 48 hours, or I'll return your deposit!"

Kenny smiled with satisfaction and replied, "Deal."

**

In the Roche family in H City.

"Are you sure?"

Hilda held the phone and was trying to confirm something with the person on the other side of the

phone.

"Mrs. Green, I've confirmed with them. They promised me that Poppy would never have the chance to

come back."

"Well done. I hope there won't be any follow-up issues."

Hilda asked cautiously.

"No, they did a very good job. Even the police have failed to find any clues."

'Haha! That's great."

Ethel exclaimed with joy when she heard her mom laughing. "Mom, is Poppy dead?"

"Of course, your grandpa's people are as reliable as they always are. Honey, you can set your mind at

rest from now on."

Ethel was not the only one in the room who was overwhelmed with joy. Hilda was as happy as her

daughter because she could see their better days coming on the way after Poppy was dead.

"Kenny would come back and love me, right?"

All Ethel wanted was Kenny.

Hilda laughed and answered, "Of course! I told you he would be yours no matter what."

Hilda laughed from ear to ear. Then she said to the help, "Go get us a bottle of wine. This is a moment

to celebrate."

"OK," Ethel answered.

She was so delightful that she could fly into the air.

Ethel went to the wine room and fetched a bottle of Cheongpé Winery red wine from 1978. She filled

two glasses. As the two glasses in the two women's hands clinked, Ethel said to her mother, "Mom, I

wish I can win Kenny's heart back."

"I wish you get married soon!"

Hilda patted Ethel's hands and said. She looked at her daughter's face, which had been through lots of

plastic surgeries and sighed, "It will be a big loss for Kenny if he couldn't be with you."

Ethel was filled with cheer when she heard her mom's compliment. She lowered her head and said

shyly, "Stop! Mom!"

"I'm telling you the truth. I have the most beautiful daughter in the world! I want to make a new plan for

you. Don't act like you're desperate in front of Kenny. You must do it step by step and always listen to

me. Do you understand?

Hilda already had the plan in his mind. After Poppy died, Ethel can go to coax Kenny. When the two get

together, the future of the Greens would be much brighter. Their life would be back on the right track.

Ethel took a sip of the red wine and answered, "Understood!"

When Bryant came back and walked in, he was so confused when he saw the two cheering with joy.

He asked, "What's going on?"

When he noticed the red wine on the table, he grew even more annoyed. The company's financial

statements showed a great deficit this month. For a big group like the Greens', that indicates a big

financial crisis. He was so mad that the two are still in the mood to drink."

He was very upset, thinking that these women in his family are all so empty-headed.

Hilda broke the awkward silence and tried to mediate. She explained, "We're celebrating, it's a big day."

Ethel added, "That's right! Dad, why don't you take a glass, too."

Bryant didn't understand what they said. He asked, "What's the big day today?"

"Your little bastard is dead! We've cleaned up all the issues blocking on the way of our company's

future! It will get better! Isn't that big enough for you?"

Hilda swayed the wine glass. Her eyes mirrored the red color. She looked so scary and bloodthirsty.

Bryant felt sorrowful and joyful at the same time. He heard two voices in his mind.

"The little bastard totally deserved it!"

"After all, she's your daughter..."

Seeing the complicated expression on his face, Hilda sneered, "Are you pitying her?"

Ethel was upset about his reaction, too. She said, "Dad, that little bitch's dead and she totally deserved

it for what she had done to us!"

"The company run into a total mess because of her! You've dedicated yourself to the company, do you

really want it to be destroyed by her?"

Hilda asked. She then poured a glass of wine and handed it to Bryan. "You want her to back and

continue to ruin your achievements?"

Bryant looked at the red wine and the two's smiling face. He had never seen them be so happy before.

He hesitated for a moment. Then he took the red wine and sat down. "The trouble we're facing now is

mainly brought by the Dakings Group.

Hilda looked disdainful and said, "The Greens had strong backers. My father could never bear to watch

the Greens falling."

"And..." Hilda said as she held Ethel in her arms, "My sweetheart is so charming. I know she can win

Kenny's heart back as soon as Poppy's dead!"

Bryant was drinking quietly while Hilda was still trying to color those details. "Don't forget how hard our

life has become since she was back last time. She made us lose our face in the banquet. She never

acted like one of the Greens, or she would never bring us the tremendous embarrassment."

"Dad, Poppy is a witch! We should be happy that she's dead now!"

The two brainwashed Bryant. He finally chose their side and gradually calmed down.

He agreed with them, even more, when he thought of the disasters Poppy brought to the family. The

company fell so hard and so deep today all because of her.

Now he almost felt grateful for her death, or he would be worried that someday Poppy would

completely ruin what he had. At that time, he would be the one that had to be dead.