At 8 a.m., Yusuf Zuck drove back to the shop at Ruiz Market, but Miles O’Brien had not yet arrived. When Yusuf Zuck entered, he also saw an old man drinking water from a large tea cup.
Yesterday, Miles O’Brien had told him that she hired a night watchman.
The management of Ruiz Market was very strict, with several security teams on duty and surveillance cameras everywhere. Additionally, each shop had its own security measures. For instance, during the renovation of Yusuf Zuck’s new shop, iron bars were welded to all the windows upstairs and downstairs, and the back door was reinforced with two sets of protection.
With security teams outside and iron doors inside, hiring a night watchman was sufficient. There was no need for staff like Dream Morrow or others to take night shifts here.
Yusuf Zuck had entrusted the management of the shop entirely to Miles O’Brien, so he would support whatever she did.
"What do you want to buy? We aren’t open yet, come back later!" the night watchman, who was quite fiery, said with a particularly rough voice.
"Are you Uncle Yu? My name is Yusuf Zuck, and I own this shop. I’ve just come back," Yusuf Zuck said with a smile.
"Ah, the big boss..." Uncle Yu immediately stood up, looking quite uncomfortable.
"Uncle Yu, you can go back now, there’s nothing to worry about here. Come back tonight, Louise Garrett will be here soon."
"That won’t do, I don’t know you. What if you’re pretending to be the boss, and something gets stolen from the shop? Better wait for the lady boss to come," Uncle Yu insisted, shaking his head repeatedly. Just because Yusuf Zuck said he was the boss didn’t mean he was, especially since Uncle Yu had never seen him before. So, he had to wait for Miles O’Brien to come.
Yusuf Zuck didn’t say anything more; Uncle Yu was being responsible, which was a good thing.
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"Has Anna Cooke come by recently?" Yusuf Zuck noticed that a few antiques were missing from the counter, presumably sold.
"Yeah, she came last weekend. She even helped sell two antiques, bought by people who know her, and they paid a high price," Miles O’Brien said with a smile.
"Not bad, bringing in customers too!" Yusuf Zuck said, smiling.
"I wanted to give her a commission, but she wouldn’t take it," Miles O’Brien said with a wry smile.
"If she doesn’t want it, just keep it. She’s not short of money." After chatting with Miles O’Brien for a while, by the time it was nine o’clock, Yusuf Zuck asked Miles to lock up and join him outside.
He was going to make a bank transfer, moving money from the Bank of China to Huaxia Bank.
At the same time, as he took Miles out, Yusuf Zuck also called Marlon Shepherd to ask for Collins Brown’s phone number, and to let Marlon know that he was going to make a deposit.
He had promised to deposit one hundred million, but now he planned to put all his money in Huaxia.
"Yusuf Zuck, I haven’t been able to contact Collins Brown’s cousin recently, what happened? And you..." Marlon’s voice faded as he spoke, clearly suspecting that the Las Vegas incident was Yusuf Zuck’s doing. He had not expected Yusuf Zuck’s Divine Skills to be so extensive that he could return to the country and still have time to make a deposit.
"Lena Brown... is dead." Yusuf Zuck had no intention of hiding the fact. Since the incident had arisen because of him, he was going to give an explanation to Leila Brown’s family.
"What?" Marlon Shepherd was taken aback by Yusuf Zuck’s words.
"Do you have time today? How about you ask Collins Brown to take some time off and meet up? We’ll deposit the money first, then talk about Lena Brown’s situation," Yusuf Zuck said gravely.
"Alright, alright, where will we meet?" Marlon Shepherd replied eagerly.
"How about outside the Guangqumen branch of the Bank of China? You know where that is, right?" Yusuf Zuck asked.
"Got it, we’ll be there soon." Marlon Shepherd hastily ended the call because Yusuf Zuck told him that Lena Brown was dead.
Lena Brown was actually dead, and they did not know.
Walking beside Yusuf Zuck, Miles O’Brien clearly felt the gravity on Yusuf’s face; this trip abroad must have involved a lot of issues.
Yusuf wasn’t the kind of person to impulsively kill and set fires, but he had done so abroad – that meant someone must have provoked him.
When the two drove to the Guanqu Gate branch, Collins Brown and Marlon Shepherd were already waiting by the branch road, also in a car, but it was just a Balai, worth around a hundred thousand US Dollars or so.
"Yusuf, what happened, my sister... my sister..." Leila Brown’s eyes were swollen, clearly she had just cried.
"Get in the car and let’s talk," Yusuf suggested they discuss it in his car.
Marlon Shepherd helped Leila Brown to get into the backseat, and after they boarded the vehicle, Yusuf slowly said, "I brought trouble upon Lena. We were already out of Las Vegas, but got kidnapped by the local police and a gang in Mexico. I never expected those gangsters to be crazed, so before I could save Lena, she was shot dead. I am at fault!"
"Ah..." Marlon Shepherd and Leila Brown collapsed weakly onto the rear seats.
At that moment, Yusuf continued, "By the time I tried to save her, she had already been shot, but I killed the one who shot her, including his father. Afterwards, I cremated Lena’s body and asked friends in Mexico to mail it back. It should arrive tomorrow."
"This whole thing started because of the Las Vegas Casino, so after cremating Lena, I went back to Las Vegas and set four hotels ablaze."
"What’s the use of saying all this, my sister is already dead!" Leila Brown shouted in a burst of emotion.
Yusuf remained silent, broodingly smoking a cigarette.
"Leila, don’t get too worked up, it’s not Yusuf’s fault," Marlon Shepherd tried to calm her, explaining that Lena Brown was enticed by the money, being paid two million US Dollars an hour, and that’s why she chose to stay.
Furthermore, Yusuf likely did not intend Lena’s death.
"I have prepared ten million US Dollars, and I’ll need you to help me give it to her parents later."
"My aunt and uncle are no more, my sister grew up in my home..." Leila Brown cried.
Yusuf was taken aback and suddenly his eyes grew red –Lena Brown was so pitiful.
"I’ll find someone to arrange a nice burial plot for her, and hold a ceremony. That ten million was promised to her, so you take it."
"What are we supposed to do with that money?" Leila Brown asked, upset once more.
"Yeah, she’s gone, what’s the money for?" Marlon Shepherd also shook his head.
"If you don’t want it, I’ll just take the cash and burn it before her grave," Yusuf stubbornly replied. "She may be gone, but you are her family, her relatives are still here, and your parents would be grief-stricken to hear this news. Take this money for your peace of mind, or I’ll never feel at ease for the rest of my life!"
"Also, the initial ten thousand US Dollars, this time I made a total of four hundred million, so that comes to four million US Dollars for you, which I’ll transfer along with the rest. The other money I’ll temporarily deposit at Huaxia Bank."
Yusuf did not mention the six hundred forty million because he suddenly decided to split the money between two banks, rather than deposit it all in one place.
"Did my sister leave any last words before she died?" Leila Brown’s tone softened as she understood it wasn’t Yusuf’s fault.
"She said... we should all live better lives, and that she would be watching over us from heaven." Yusuf looked up at the sky - Lena Brown had not left any last words, and these words were for his own comfort.