Trafford's Trading Club Chapter 982 - Volume 10 – Chapter 11: Death

Volume 10 – Chapter 11: Death

But obviously, Boss Luo’s compensation didn’t include extending life span. If such an option were available, even if it was one year or merely one month, Caroline probably would choose this one.

She felt that life would be more important than money—at least when both were in equivalent value.

If she lost her life, no amount of wealth could be enjoyed.

As for becoming healthier, it could help her live longer. However, living in this country, longevity wasn’t determined by health but luck.

If you’re lucky, you will live a long life. If you’re unlucky, even if you are a sound person, you may die just by leaving the house. Her biological father, whom she had not much memory of, was a good example.

Caroline’s final choice allowed her to obtain an astonis.h.i.+ng wealth from Boss Luo that she had never imagined. Perhaps such wealth wasn’t a big deal for those truly rich or ‘rulers’ like Boss Neymar, but it was enough to make dwellers in the slums go crazy.

She curiously asked the boss how her fertility would be taken away.

However, the boss said with a smile that her fertility wouldn’t be taken away until the transaction was completed. The habit of the club was that they would only take the customer’s payment at the end.

Caroline found it incredible.

There were too many frauds in this world. Even with so-called face-to-face transactions, with payment and services exchanged simultaneously, there was still the worry of fake products and counterfeit money. It was unbelievable that the seller would wait until the end to collect service fees.

Caroline’s first thought was that wouldn’t the club be afraid of her leaving and never return.

However, when Carolines recalled that beautiful maid’s means, she quickly dispelled this idea. This club probably had all kinds of mysterious tricks. Otherwise, they wouldn’t feel so safe about the transaction.

Originally, this way of signing a contract only existed in film and television drama. The parchment roll that appeared out of thin air, and the handprints signature. Its procedure was like living her imprint on the demon for generations to come.

“Please visit us again.”

The young boss said this in front of her and politely opened the door to send her away. To Caroline, everything felt as if she was dreaming!

The rain outside had let up slightly, but it was still pouring. Listening to the sound of the rain, Caroline woke up subconsciously and held her hands tightly. She thought to herself. Perhaps this mysterious transaction is just my hallucinations?

During her escape, perhaps she accidentally fell to the ground; perhaps she fell into a pit or pa.s.sed out in the alley. All of this could be a dream when she pa.s.sed out.

She tried to look back.

When she left the bright club lobby and returned to the dark street engulfed by rain, fear began to envelop her!

When she turned around, she saw only an ordinary grocery store—she even bought a lot of condoms and other daily necessities in this grocery store!

Boom—!

Suddenly a loud noise sounded!

This was the gunfire sound! For Caroline, who lived here, it was a familiar noise!

The moment the gunshots sounded, Caroline hugged her head in horror and squatted directly on the ground. It was because the sound was too loud as if she was next to it!

The gunshots reverberated in the street and soon faded. The rain wet Caroline’s clothes again. She squatted on the ground, raised her head in horror, and looked around with a pale face. There seemed to be a lot of changes in the surrounding houses due to the gunshots. All the windows and doors were shut tightly. No one would dare to lit up their homes under such circ.u.mstances.

Knowing that the light couldn’t drive away from this kind of darkness, the slum dwellers blended in with the darkness… Only then could they better hide and protect themselves.

Caroline stood up all of a sudden. No matter what, she just wanted to leave this horrible place at this time and go back to the only home that could give her a sense of security—the place she bought with her own money.

…

It wasn’t until Caroline’s figure disappeared entirely that there was a soft door closing sound.

The closed-door made the rain much quieter.

The maid began to clean up the dishes and cups after the customer left.

She said all of a sudden, “Master, is the Song Haoran who Miss Caroline encountered…?”

In the meantime, Luo Qiu was trying to make the typical c.o.c.ktail of this country. He propped his hands on the counter and leaned over slightly. His eyes were close to the exquisite gla.s.s. Through the alcohol in the gla.s.s, he looked at You Ye’s blurred face and whispered, “In terms of bloodline, he seemed to be my father’s cousin…”

With that said, the boss added some Cachaca to the gla.s.s.

…

Caroline didn’t dare to open the door immediately when she returned to her home in a panic. She was worried that Boss Neymar’s men might be waiting in her home. Such a tracking technique was so common!

It wasn’t until Caroline watched for a long time to confirm that no one was hiding in the house, she opened the door gingerly.

Caroline went back to the living room. She just slumped down in front of the door as if she had emptied her strength. She curled up, her head buried in her legs, s.h.i.+vering.

In her heart, she kept persuading herself to calm down. But, the pouring rain disturbed her thoughts and made it difficult for her to calm down for a long time.

Suddenly, Caroline seemed to remember something… or, to be more precise, she felt something.

Caroline’s hands trembled. She took out a bank card from the neckline of her dress. The boss only promised her a sum of money but didn’t say how to give the money to her. Hence, she thought it was just a lie.

On the way back, Caroline was worried about whether the other party had fulfilled the so-called ‘promise’ to help her solve the matter perfectly.

The pa.s.sword was even written gracefully on the back of the bank card.

Caroline was stunned. She took out her phone in a panic, logging in according to the instructions. In the end, she couldn’t help but slurp her saliva as she opened up the interface displaying the money inside!

It’s real!

It’s real!

She jumped up all of a sudden. At this moment, it appeared that all the fear had left her! She held up the bank card with both hands and was so excited that she spun in this simple living room.

The ceiling was spinning in front of her eyes just as she spun under the ceiling… The whole world was spinning. Time pa.s.sed.

Caroline pounced directly into the old sofa. She lay on the sofa, still holding the bank card in her hands. She put the bank card under the light, seemingly as if the bank card shone countless times brighter than the existing lights.

Suddenly, the door of the house opened, which startled Caroline.

“Caroline! You’re back! I was scared to death! I couldn’t find you!”

It was her tenant, Livia, who appeared before her.

“I…” Caroline was about to say something

Livia said in horror at this time, “Caroline, did you know that Boss Neymar is dead!?”

“What!?”