Chapter 1104 Im calling the police

Chapter 1104: Chapter 1104: I’m calling the police! Chapter 1104: Chapter 1104: I’m calling the police! “Brother Paul might not be as leisurely as we are, chatting about household affairs here with President Clark and Madam,”

High-interest loans are a bottomless pit!

Millions owed in high-interest loans, with interest compounding, could scare someone to death! The interest alone for one day might be tens of thousands. Unless you can cough up the money all at once to pay it back, the debt just keeps piling up and you can never finish paying it off!

Juliet Jordan’s face had turned pale, but she was a bit calmer than Jacob Clark as she looked at the man who was speaking and said, “We definitely can’t pay back the money. Even if you kill us, we don’t have it. As for the house, car, stocks, cash, we can leave all those behind, and give them all to you.”

“Oh, I didn’t expect President Clark’s wife to be much more reliable than President Clark himself.” The man became interested, and just when Juliet was full of hope, she heard his merciless words, “Everyone who owes money can’t pay it back; we can’t just settle for some junk every time someone says they can’t pay. What would we eat then?”

Juliet Jordan was left speechless by his questioning.

After the man had finished speaking, he suddenly brought up, “I remember President Clark also has a young son, right?”

Juliet Jordan’s eyes widened, and she exclaimed sharply, “What are you trying to do!”

“We’re not trying to do anything. The young master is studying abroad; what could we possibly do to him. We’re just reminding President Clark and Madam. It’s not just the two of you who have worthless lives. There’s someone young there, with a whole splendid life just beginning. It’d be such a pity if such fresh bones were to wilt away, wouldn’t it?”

It felt as if someone had grabbed onto Juliet Jordan’s heart, overwhelmed with shock and anger, she said, “The borrowing has nothing to do with him; you’re not allowed to touch him, or I’ll call the police!”

“Hahaha, did you all hear what President Clark’s wife just said? She said she’s going to call the police!” The man threw back his head and laughed loudly as if he’d heard a joke.

The other men also stood up and joined in the laughter, “Heard it. Oh dear, Brother Drake, I’m a bit scared, what should I do? What about our families if all of us get imprisoned—young and old depend on us.”

“I’m so scared too. What if the police catch me? Maybe we should plead with President Clark and Madam to let us off now.”

These men were saying they were scared in a strange and mocking tone; it was clearly meant to humiliate!

The man wearing sunglasses laughed and stretched out his hand to slap Jacob Clark on the face again, the smack resounding as he provocatively said, “President Clark, your wife wants to call the police, what should we do?”

“We brothers initially wanted to help President Clark out. But with your wife showing no respect, how can we help?”

“Hmm?”

Jacob Clark’s left cheek resounded with slaps, the pain on his face far less than the anger of being humiliated! But with the overwhelming numbers against him, he dared not resist, fearing that resisting would result in a severe beating. His face was alternating shades of red and pale, tinged with blue; his teeth almost crushed from the force of holding back his anger and humiliation. He spoke softly, saying, “I’m sorry.”

The men around laughed even more wildly!

“What did President Clark say? We didn’t hear you clearly.”

“That’s right! Speak up; we didn’t hear you clearly!”

Jacob Clark clenched his fists and said loudly, “I’m sorry! She spoke out of turn; we won’t call the police!”

He had followed Brother Paul before to deal with rival companies, and it was just like this.

Calling the police would only make his own fate worse.

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