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Chapter 795 Mandy Milkovich, Countdown to Withdrawal

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it was July 25th.

After writing the wedding invitations together, Mandy and William went out happily and drove to deliver the invitations to their relatives and friends.

Naturally, Mandy's first stop was Milkovich Security.

After all, almost all Milkovich works here.

soon.

Because they are rich, their appearance has improved a lot. The Milkovichs, who have upgraded their weapons, all smiled and shouted to congratulate Mandy.

Mandy hadn't seen these relatives for a while, and now she sees them again...
how to say.

The appearance of these relatives has indeed changed a lot, for the better, but their inner selves seem to have not gotten better, but worse... and it seems that they have become even more cruel.

Although, this is normal...there is always a difference between people who have killed others and those who have not.

After thinking about it for a while, Mandy was too lazy to think about it anymore and just smiled and chatted with these relatives.

Done.

Mandy pushed the door open and walked into Mickey's office.

in the office.

Mickey was holding a cigarette in his mouth, with his feet propped up on the desk, facing the window, with a clear look of loneliness on his face.

Mandy was stunned when she saw it.

Mickey heard the noise, turned his head slightly to look at Mandy, and said lazily, "What?"

Mandy heard it, came back to her senses, and blinked, "I came to give you the invitation... What's wrong with you?"

"Put it on the table," Mickey replied casually, "I'm fine, just thinking about something."

Hearing this, Mandy hesitated for a moment, reached out to close the office door, and then sat down at the desk. "You have been acting strange for a long time. What's going on? I'm your sister, you can tell me."

Mickey glanced at Mandy, exhaled a long puff of smoke, and said stubbornly as always, "There's nothing wrong with me."

Mandy knew Mickey's bad temper too well. After a brief silence, she decided not to beat around the bush. "It's about Ian, right? If you can't forget it, go talk to Ian."

"I've been there, I know how you feel."

"Just like I know that if this continues, there will be absolutely no good outcome."

The words hit my ears.

Mickey's eyes suddenly widened, and he said fiercely, "What the hell are you talking about? Get out of here and don't bother me here."

"Mickey..." Mandy wanted to say more.

"Fuck off!" Mickey yelled angrily.

have to.

When Mandy heard this, she was not afraid, but she suddenly became too lazy to say anything, so she got up and walked to the door, "Anyway, it's you who's being tortured, you idiot!"

After cursing, Mandy opened the door and left.

Mickey took one look and shook his head speechlessly.

The fact is, Mandy was really wrong. What Mickey was thinking about really had nothing to do with Ian.

……

in the office.

Mickey lit another cigarette and took a few puffs. He put aside the matter of Ian that Mandy had brought up and continued with his previous thoughts, looking out the window and thinking.

What is Mickey thinking?
The answer is simple, Mickey is thinking about letting it all go.

Milkovich Security Company, Duchang... and other illegal businesses were all gotten rid of and handed over to those cousins.

He only kept the legal liquor business and, in a sense, went straight into semi-retirement.

This idea did not come up on a whim, but has been with me for a long time, about more than a month.

He has been unable to make up his mind for more than a month.

Now, Mandy is about to get married... He couldn't explain the specific reason, but this matter made him want to make a further decision.

In fact, a few days ago, he had roughly calculated the assets he owned... There were still so many people in the company, and those cousins ​​were definitely willing to continue working there, so it was impossible for him to take away all the money.

He estimated that he could take away more than 10 million.

This amount of money is more than enough.

He himself has no interest in money, and what's more, he will keep the wine business... Because of the supply to Xiu'er Club, the cash flow of the wine business is not only stable, but also the profit is quite lucrative.

Mickey believed, or was certain, that with more than 10 million U.S. dollars and the wine business, he could definitely live a stable life without worries about food and clothing.

So, it's time to end it.

Thinking of this, Mickey took a deep puff of his cigarette, gritted his teeth, stopped thinking, and made a decision.

Mickey decided to wait until Mandy's wedding was over before executing this plan.

Then, he planned to open a large liquor supermarket in the South District.

From then on, when he was happy, he would stay in the store to kill time, and when he was unhappy, he would go out for a walk.

That's it, live the way you want.

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Night falls.

2120 North Wallace Street, Carl's.

Carl and Casti had just arrived home after a day of playing outside;

Liam, who was forced to stay at home, saw Karl and immediately pointed to the invitation on the coffee table, “Karl, there is your invitation.”

Karl's IQ is limited. When he heard this, he immediately wondered who would send him an invitation.

Casti reacted quickly and decisively took a few quick steps, put the bag of food he brought back on the coffee table, picked up the invitation, and while opening it, he smiled at Liam and said, "Liam, I bought this for you. It tastes very good. Come and try it."

"Okay, thank you," Liam responded without hesitation and started moving.

Carl, who was slow to react, watched Casti open the invitation and felt unhappy. "Hey, Casti, that was sent to me."

Casti smiled, "What does it matter? What's mine is yours and what's yours is mine, right?"

This was a bit confusing, and Carl was completely confused. He scratched his head, not knowing how to respond.

By this time, Casti had already opened the invitation and was reading it quickly.

In the blink of an eye, after reading it, Casti handed the invitation to Carl with a smile, "Mandy's wedding is on the 30th. Please invite us to go. We will go shopping for clothes tomorrow."

Karl took the invitation and then remembered that Mandy was getting married. He nodded, “Okay.”

at this time.

After another day of work, Lip walked back home feeling a little irritated by the heat. He pushed the door open and saw the invitation in Carl's hand. He asked Carl in confusion, "What is that?"

Carl replied smoothly, “Mandy is getting married and sent an invitation.”

The words hit my ears.

hum.

Lip's body shook violently, and his expression changed significantly.

Casti noticed and immediately realized that Lip and Mandy seemed to have a story. He suddenly became excited and asked, "Lip, do you have a story with Mandy?"

Hear the sound.

Lip glanced at the crazy girl Casti and really didn't want to care about her, so he just asked Carl, "When?"

Karl has always been straightforward, without so many small thoughts. He didn't expect that Lip would feel bad at the moment, so he responded directly, "The 30th, there are only a few days left."

Lip nodded, not wanting to ask more questions, "I'm going to take a shower. It's so hot, I'm sweating all over."

After saying this, Lip walked straight to the bathroom with mixed feelings.

Lip really doesn't love Mandy. To be precise, he has never loved Mandy...
But, at that time, Mandy was really good to him, caring about him, concerned about him, and devoted to him wholeheartedly...

Even though so many things happened later...
Looking back now, Lip still feels very guilty towards Mandy...

(End of this chapter)