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Apocalyptic Disasters: Carrying a bun and hoarding supplies novel Chapter 18

Chapter 18: Slinging mud

Lu Ling gave Bai Meiyue a look of pure loathing. If murder was allowed, he was certain he would have shot Bai Meiyue to death. Not only was she threatening and blackmailing him, she was doing so brazenly.

He glared and glared hard at Bai Meiyue, wanting to scare her off, but Bai Meiyue wasn't offended by his glare. In a few days, the doomsday would arrive, and no one would have a good life. It was courtesy to show some leniency and respect to the dead.

She let the man glare at her as much as he wanted. Anyway, no matter how much Lu Ling glared at her, he would still have to take out the compensation that she had demanded, and it wasn't as if she was going to lose a chunk of her flesh if he continued to glare at her.

"Are you going to take the money out, CEO Lu?" Bai Meiyue asked with an innocent expression. "If you are not willing, then you can tell me; I will sell this information to the tabloids."

"Fine!" Lu Ling could only grit his teeth and take out the money. Bai Meiyue, this woman better watch her back—one of these days, he was going to make her spit out every penny that she had taken from him.

He picked up the phone's receiver and called the finance department before transferring the money to Bai Meiyue.

Ding.

Hearing the sweet chime of the money coming to her account, Bai Meiyue's cold eyes couldn't help but light up. With this sum of money, she would be able to buy enough resources for her son.

"Bai Meiyue," She heard Lu Ling's greasy voice and couldn't help but frown in distaste.

But since he gave her so much money, she decided to show him a little bit of respect,"What is it, CEO Lu?" she asked.

"Nothing; I just want to remind you that now that you have taken the money from me, you better keep that mouth shut. If you dare to breathe even a single word about this, then I will not leave you alone," he spoke threateningly.

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