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Presumably, Silas had smuggled out countless machines and made a fortune over the years.

Drake pulled out a bank card and said, "There's not much in here, but it's got 300-500 thousand dollars. I'd appreciate it if you guys could help carry all the machines down. Consider this a tip." Everyone was excited to hear that. It was easy money to make.

The leader quickly ordered his men to unload the cargo. Drake handed the card over and glanced at his watch.

Then he looked over at the car parked 100 meters away from the dock.

Inside, Debra rolled down the window but had no intention of stepping in. She was simply enjoying the show.

The men brought down the boxes, emptying the cargo ship.

Drake nodded and said, "Thanks, everyone."

The leader laughed, "No worries. You've already paid us."

Drake smirked, "It's for carrying the evidence down."

Before those men could react, Kale and his team sprang from their hiding spots.

Realizing it was a trap, the men tried to flee, but Kale's people had already sealed off the whole dock, trapping Silas and his crew.

"What the hell? We work for the Lowe Group. I dare you to cross us!" Silas shouted, his temper flaring.

Drake calmly removed his cap. The sight of his face drained the color from Silas'.

He bowed his head and said, "Boss, these are workers from the West Factory." Drake snorted, "Silas, the factory manager? How is it you don't even recognize me?"

Silas trembled, his legs giving out. "B-boss, just take orders and run the errands. This has This has nothingnoveldrama

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"Smuggling goods from my company? You've got guts."

"Boss, I swear it wasn't me."

Drake simply picked up a shovel from the ground and struck Silas on the head. Blood poured down as he screamed in pain, "Mr. Lowe, have mercy."

Drake planted a foot on Silas' back, forcing him to the ground. "Who's your boss? Who sent you? How much have you smuggled under my nose? Spill it all, or I'll smash your

head."

As the threat hung heavy in the air, Kale's team quickly secured the area, ensuring no one escaped.

Across the street, Debra watched

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tene unfold, clicking her

tongue. "Drake has got a knack for

This is brutal."

this.