Chapter 162

"How much is it?" Shane asked. "I heard it's in the millions, but I couldn't find out the exact amount. It seems like he's in a desperate situation!" replied the lackey. "Keep an eye on him," Shane instructed. The lackey whined, "Mr. Hoyer, can you replace me? I really don't want to play cards anymore!" "It's not like I'm asking you to commit murder or arson..." "No, Mr. Hoyer, they're playing for high stakes, and I don't have that kind of money. You know about my family situation..." Without a word, Shane transferred a large sum of money to the lackey. Hearing the notification sound of his e-banking app, the lackey happily said, "Thank you, Mr. Hoyer." After hanging up, the lackey counted the zeros. Shane had directly transferred 15,000 dollars to him. A prison director was giving away 15,000 dollars just like that! Damn, did the wind blow this money in? He had either committed many evil deeds or the person he was asked to track was highly formidable. That's why he was ready