Chapter 462 Please Enter the Urn
"You're here?"
In the factory office, Elsa looked up from her documents and asked coolly. Her face showed no emotion, and her tone could even be called gentle, but worker Oscar's legs immediately went weak with fear. By the looks of it, he was ready to drop to his knees before her.
Max, standing nearby, smiled imperceptibly, marveling at how Elsa's naturally commanding presence was even more intimidating than his own boss's.
"Ms. Miller, Ms. Miller, I'll never do it again, please spare me this once!" Oscar actually did fall to his knees with a thud.
A few days ago, Oscar's wife's account had received $500,000 from an unknown source, and since he was in charge of the factory's electrical maintenance, when Max's people showed up at his door, he knew what it was about.
He took the money but didn't know how to run, believed her casual threats, and now was scared out of his wits like this.
Stupid and cowardly—Karen and Jace really had poor judgment in choosing people.
Elsa frowned slightly, stood up from behind her desk, and walked step by step toward Oscar.
"Just $500,000, and you thought it was worth gambling with the lives and safety of over a hundred people? Oscar, this fire had no casualties, but if there had been any, you wouldn't have lived to spend that $500,000." Elsa grabbed the evidence in her hand and threw it in Oscar's face.
"The losses from this arson exceed $6 million, not counting lost wages. Even if I don't press charges, the insurance company will sue you. All your assets will be seized, and you'll spend thirty years in prison. Given how the King family and the Taylor family operate, guess whether you'll make it out alive?"
Elsa's tone was calm and even, but Oscar was already pale with terror.
"Ms. Miller, please, I beg you, my wife and kids need me. I'll never do it again. Please, don't send me to prison."
"Not send you to prison? Do you think I run this factory as a charity? Or do you think I, Elsa, am a pushover?" Elsa scoffed, looking down at Oscar from above.
Elsa wasn't tall and was quite slim, and her tone wasn't particularly harsh, yet she radiated an overwhelming sense of pressure. Not only did Oscar feel he didn't dare breathe, but even Max and the men holding Oscar were secretly shocked.
"But this matter could be big or small, depending on whether you can listen to me and make up for your mistakes." Elsa crouched down in front of Oscar and patted his shoulder.
"Ms. Miller, I... I'll do whatever you say. As long as you don't send me to prison, I'll do anything you ask."
Oscar kowtowed desperately, banging his forehead against the floor until it bled, completely unaware.
......
A few days later, Poetic Patterns' transport convoy was hijacked on a deserted road. Just as a dozen bandits seized the trucks, they were surrounded by armed forces, caught red-handed with the goods.
The Poetic Patterns trucks were loaded with over 500 tons of raw silk, with a case value of up to $50 million.
This case could have been handled as an ordinary robbery, but it was heavily reported by Maplewood City media.
The media reported that these dozen armed robbers all had matching tattoos on their arms, indicating they were all from the city's largest gang, Jaguar Gang. Jaguar Gang had committed numerous crimes over the years, but due to powerful protection, they had been running Maplewood City unchecked.
With the media's reconstruction and dramatization, the incident quickly escalated into a major case that shocked the nation. The rampant criminal forces in Maplewood City became the talk of the town overnight.
The authorities took it very seriously and specially dispatched a task force to take the suspects to another jurisdiction for investigation. With local protection unable to reach them, the arrest of these dozen people was inevitable. For a time, Jaguar Gang was in a panic, and Jace was also implicated.
Those not in the know all said Poetic Patterns was unlucky, suffering both a fire and a robbery within a week. But those in the know were already giving Elsa a thumbs up.
Not only had she used Oscar to feed false information, but the so-called "raw silk worth $50 million" wasn't all real either. The first truck was for show; the trucks behind were loaded with other materials, just invoiced as silk.
Jace had just taken over Jaguar Gang and acted on his own to plan the robbery of Poetic Patterns. Not only did he lose over a dozen key members, but the gang itself came under investigation, naturally damaging his credibility.
And Karen, who had wanted to use Jace to eliminate Elsa, never expected that Elsa would lure them into a trap with one move, leaving them severely weakened—completely unexpected.
"So clever and resourceful—a few more years of this, and I think I won't need to do anything. I'll just let you support me." On a night after making love, Luke held Elsa in his arms and couldn't help teasing her.
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