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Gale and Giselle's eyes changed. Rhea was actually the first among them to meet Bai Ye?

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting tense, Pepsi immediately interrupted, saying:

"Um, I'm hungry. How about we finish lunch first?"

"We are girls after all, we need to maintain our figure!"

Giselle, Gale, and Rhea exchanged glances, thought about it, and realized it made sense.

They all nodded in agreement.

"Bai Ye, get your ass up and cook!" Gale glared at Bai Ye. "If I'm not satisfied, you're dead!"

"Good Le!"

Without saying a word, Bai Ye followed the aroma and ran into the kitchen.

As long as he's not forced to face the murderous glares of Giselle, Gale, and Rhea right now, he'd be willing to bomb American bases!

After a while.

The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen.

Cooking skills are an essential skill for a scumbag. How can someone who can't even cook be the worst of the worst?

"Clang~~ Clang~~" Pepsi tapped the bowl with his chopsticks, looking impatient, and said, "Just by the smell, I know these dishes must be delicious!"

The table was quickly filled with food.

Braised pork belly, braised spare ribs, cola chicken wings, shredded pork with garlic sauce, sweet and sour pork...

"The last dish—tomato and egg soup!"

Bai Ye placed the dishes on the table, took off her apron, sat down in her chair, and said, "Alright, we can eat now. I'm exhausted after all this day..."

"Stand up!"

Gail's cold remark startled Bai Ye, making him shudder.

"Who told you to sit down? Don't you know your place?"

Bai Ye chuckled twice and stood awkwardly to the side.

"You've made a mistake, and you still want to eat at the same table with us?" Gail said. "How can you be so delusional?"

Bai Ye muttered:

"Even prisoners have human rights!"

"What did you say?"

Gail's eyebrows shot up.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm just saying you're right!"

"Humph!"

Gail then gave a cold snort and let him go for the time being.

Giselle and Rhea also watched coldly; this bastard had gone too far.

You bastard!

"Let me try your cooking first and see how good it is."

Pepsi ignored Gisele and the other two, and was the first to pick up a piece of braised pork with lightning speed, putting it in his mouth and chewing it carefully.

"Wow...this is amazing! Even in Korea, the food at a five-star hotel isn't this good!"

Gail followed closely behind.

Of the three, Gale had eaten a meal cooked by Byakuya, but Giselle and Léa had not. So the two exchanged a glance and joined Pepsi and Gale in the battle for food.

The four women started frantically sweeping up the plates.

Finally, the four of them licked the plates clean.

The four women's bellies had grown quite a bit; if you didn't know better, you'd think all four were pregnant!

"That's amazing! The young man's cooking is superb!" Pepsi exclaimed. "But I'm so used to eating this, what will I do if I can never have it again?"

"That's easy, why don't you marry her and save her?"

Leia gave a cold laugh and said.

Gisele frowned:

"Leah, what do you mean by that? Pepsi just said it casually."

“I didn’t mean anything by it!” Leia said. “I was just saying it offhand.”

"It doesn't mean anything, what does it mean?!" Gale: "Rhea, when did you become so sarcastic?"

"I'm being sarcastic?" Leia pointed at herself in disbelief. "When have you ever been the one talking the most, Gale? How many words have I said?"

"So you mean you think I'm being long-winded?" Gale said, "Leah, we've been sisters for so long, and this is the first time you've spoken your true feelings."

Pepsi: "..."

I just said something casually, how did things turn out like this?

and also……

Didn't you say you wanted to stand on the same side and jointly condemn that scoundrel?

The way you're acting right now doesn't really look like you're going to work together to defeat that bastard.

Seeing that Giselle and the other three were arguing more and more fiercely, Pepsi suddenly became furious. He slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and pointed at the stunned Gale, Léa, and Giselle, saying:

"We've been sisters for so many years, are you going to fall out over a man?"

"No, we..."

"What do you mean, 'no'? I think you're all just too full, that's why you're causing this mess. To prevent our sisterly bond from breaking down over a man, I've made up my mind—"

"Kill him?"

That won't work!

Pepsi made the definitive statement:

"I'll be his girlfriend!"

Pepsi, without blushing or panting, said:

"You don't need to thank me. This is what I should do as a sister! It's all for the sake of our sisterhood. Even if it means sacrificing my own well-being, I'm willing to do it! After all, I'm your good sister."

Giselle, Gale, and Rhea exchanged a glance, and the three of them tacitly tackled Pepsi to the ground, giving him a thorough beating.

"Pepsi, you've really grown bolder. You dare to steal from anyone?"

"Trying to steal our man? Even if you're a Pepsi, you'll be chopped into eighteen pieces!"

"Ah, please stop hitting me. It's just that I stole your boyfriend, I know I was wrong and I admit it..."

Pepsi paused for a moment:

"I'll do it again next time!"

###Chapter 38 Pepsi###

The Big Apple.

Brooklyn.

Inside a villa, Howard Cent sat upright, holding a glass of champagne.

Before him stood a man whose face was covered in blood and whose body was convulsing in pain.

Howard Cent, as if he were the god who decided his fate, wore a mocking smile:

"Dani, tell me, which side are you working for, the NYPD? Or the FBI?"

"Howard, I don't know what you're talking about! I'm not an undercover agent! I'm not!" Dani pleaded. "There must be some misunderstanding. Please find out!"

"Misunderstand?"

Howard Cent chuckled softly, then suddenly grabbed a champagne bottle from the side and smashed it over the man's head.

"I lost eight million dollars, and you're telling me this is a misunderstanding?"

His appearance was ferocious, much like an enraged lion.

Blood streamed down Dani's face in another layer, but ignoring his own pain, he grabbed Howard Cent's calf.

"I'm really not an undercover agent. Please give me another chance. I will definitely earn back the money you lost this time!"

"I'm waiting for you to make up for my losses, but I'll probably end up in jail before I even get there."

Howard Cent kicked Dani's hand away with a look of disgust, and one of Dani's henchmen waved his hand:

“Since he won’t talk, then take him to the dog farm, chop off his limbs, and feed him to the dogs.”

Dog fighting arenas are where a large number of ferocious dogs gather. They are carefully bred to further amplify their ferocity, so that if these dogs are starving, they will even bite and devour living people...

Howard Cent has no concrete evidence that Dani is a police mole, but this is a gangster!

For this kind of thing, no evidence is needed; mere suspicion is enough.

After the matter was resolved, a Cuban man wearing sunglasses came up and said, "Howard, Hammerhead has sent someone again to urge for payment on that order."

“That stubborn man, this is the third time he’s been urging us, isn’t it?” Howard Cent said irritably. “It’s just $6000 million, John, how much money do we have in the account right now?”

Although he was annoyed, Howard Cent knew that he couldn't owe Hammerhead money, because Hammerhead was one of the biggest mob bosses in New York, and he couldn't afford to mess with him!

John hesitated for a moment before saying, "Business has been going badly lately, and we only have $3000 million left in the bank. Plus, we need to prepare for the next payment..."

“Fuck!” Howard Cent cursed, then looked at the Cuban man in sunglasses: “Quentin, that guy who ruined $3000 million of our payments… what’s his name, ‘The Punisher’? Have you found him yet?”

Quentin: "Sorry, the other party was hiding their true intentions too well..."

"Find him now! Kill him, no matter the cost!" Howard Cent roared.

"Understood." Quentin nodded.

Revenge is a must, but Hammerhead's debts are a huge problem... There's still a $3000 million funding gap, how can they be filled?

There's no third time's the charm; Hammerhead is unlikely to send anyone to collect payment a fourth time...