The Queen Back From Hell - Chapter 17: Chapter 17

But there was still one scarred guy out there who hadn't been found yet.
He was frantically searching for that guy, yet such private details were known to very few.
He even started a business in the red-light district.
The guy was a real pervert, and Samson was hoping to catch him off guard.
Ten years had passed. But there was still no news about him. It was like he vanished into thin air.
'Given my extensive influence in both black and white societies, I couldn't locate the guy. Could this young girl possibly know where he is?
'And how did she get information about my wife and daughter?' Samson wondered.
He was a cautious guy who didn't make deals that lost him money. But when it came to his wife and daughter, he had to take it seriously.
Arielle noticed the change in Samson's mood and knew what he was thinking.
She knew Samson would spare no effort to find that guy.
It was reasonable to say that Samson lacked nothing now, except the chance to personally avenge his enemies.
Seeing the girl across from him with no emotional changes on her face, Samson quickly adjusted himself.
He suddenly wanted to give up this bet. Because he didn't think she could beat him. If she lost, she'd be missing limbs.
That would be such a waste; and he couldn't break his own rules either.
With so many people watching, he couldn't fake it either.
He was really curious about what Arielle would ask for from him.
So, he spoke up. "Miss Bradford, what do you want?"
Arielle tapped the table softly and blurted out, "100 million dollars." Her voice was so soft that only Samson could hear it clearly, even the host beside her couldn't make it out clearly.
She admitted she had big ambitions, and she needed to prepare for all possibilities.
Gavin would soon become the richest man in Theoria.
To take him down from the clouds, she gotta have some serious cash.
She never thought she'd make money this way.
In her previous life, her gambling skills were only for Gavin.
But in the end, he personally sent her to prison.
The fire of hatred burned within her.
'This round, I must win,' Arelle swore inwardly.
Everyone outside was curious what they were talking about.
When Samson heard her, he frowned, thinking, 'A little girl wants 100 million? Bold move.'
He had numerous businesses across the country and was not short of money.
The issue was that winning 100 hundred million from him wasn't such a straightforward task. It was almost impossible for her to achieve.
Over all these years, he hadn't encountered a true rival across the entire nation, yet.
"Alright, 100 million, deal." Samson was intrigued.
He wondered how she was so confident that she could beat him.
Feeling cocky, he added a condition, "If you really beat me today, I'll throw in a plot of land. But you gotta tell me that guy's info."
With such a sweet deal, Arielle had no reason to refuse. "Sure, no problem."
Three years from now, Gavin would be the biggest name in Theoria.
This was Arielle's chance. She couldn't let her enemies die easily.
She'd torture them slowly, making them suffer.
As Arielle remained silent, Samson worried she might refuse.
He kept pushing. "If 100 hundred million's not enough, I can add another plot elsewhere. We can negotiate."
This was a big concession from Samson, all because he wanted to know where his enemy was.
He was filled with hatred.
After so many years, he finally got a lead on that scumbag, and he didn't wanna miss it.
He never thought he'd ever be in a passive position.
Arielle was totally caught off guard when Samson offered her another plot. 'What a pleasant surprise. 100 million plus a plot? Talk about a killer deal!' she said inwardly.