From the tone of the two women, Luke could tell that the taller one had won.
Thinking for a moment, he decided to intervene.
It wasn't a problem for a person to work hard, but they had to be prepared to minimize the risks.
The taller girl clearly only considered making money, and didn't consider what to do if she suffered a huge loss.
If she suffered a huge loss, she might have other ideas, such as taking advantage of an unorthodox method.
As an expert who had made a fortune through an unorthodox method, Luke felt that he should teach her a lesson.
If it was so easy to make a fortune through an unorthodox method, everyone in the world would do it.
Looking at the history of the underworld bigwigs, their ultimate success still depended on their own ability to manage their businesses.
Otherwise, if everybody could do it, why would the bigwigs make a fortune?
Besides, it was very risky to take advantage of an unorthodox method.
Luke wasn't scared because he didn't have any forces on the surface. It would be hard for the other party to find him if he was an alias.
The two women, on the other hand, had a coffee shop. If their identities were exposed, they could only run away with their fixed assets. That was a huge "investment" risk.
There was no need to make too little money, and there would be a lot of trouble if they made too much money.
It seemed that "shock education" wasn't as effective as "off-the-job training" after all. Luke sighed and felt that he had to change his mind about these two women.
…
At night, the city at the top of the hill was ablaze with lights, as if it were looking down on the world.
Carol walked gloomily on the path around the coffee shop.
A year ago, Luke had sent her and Lorna to South America to avoid the limelight.
Rebecca didn't show up, and only protected them in secret.
After a few months, the two women didn't like the chaos in Rio, so they sent Luke a message and went to Santiago, Chile, which was safer.
In fact, Carlo wanted to go to Argentina and become a farmer, raising cattle and sheep, farming, and so on.
But Lorna wasn't Carol, who had died once. She was younger, and didn't want to retire so soon.
After the two women came here, they opened the coffee shop with the windfall they had made in Rio.
The coffee shop was in front of the shop and behind the house, so they lived here.
Carol wasn't interested in the business, but she was satisfied with the environment here. She spent most of her time exercising on the hill and rarely went out.
A certain number of customers every day, plus the presence of the employees, kept her from being cut off from society.
Lorna, on the other hand, often went down the hill to enjoy the bustling city life.
Both of them were quite satisfied with such days.
In the past six months, Lorna had been spending more and more time in the city, often not going home for a day or two. Her spending spree had also increased.
The profit of the coffee shop was not enough to support her consumption level.
Carlo wasn't Lorna's parents or sister, so he didn't have to interfere with her private life.
Besides, Lorna was about to turn eighteen and was considered an adult.
Clearly dividing the profit distribution in the shop and living within the income wouldn't affect the coffee shop's continued operation.
After trying a few times to no avail, Carlo, who was not a strong-willed person, fell into a dilemma.
Both of them had superpowers and had caused quite a bit of trouble in the United States.
Carlo had a feeling that Lorna would cause trouble if this went on.
"Oh, if Mr. Wilson were here, he might have a way." She could not help saying this for the umpteenth time.
Although Mr. Wilson was a mercenary, he was decisive and had an aura that made people believe in him.
Furthermore, he was talking about business deals worth tens of millions to hundreds of millions. Lorna didn't have the courage to jump around in front of him.
"You can call me." A voice came from the bushes not far away.
Carlo was startled. He asked tentatively, "Mr. Wilson?"
She took a few steps forward and saw a middle-aged man in a brown T-shirt and tactical pants sitting on a stone platform next to the path. He was exactly the "reinforcement" she had been hoping for.
She was delighted. "Why are you here? Mr. Wilson? "
Luke had a sip of coffee from the paper cup next to him and smiled casually. "I'm here to try your coffee. Hm, it's not bad. "
As he spoke, he gestured for her to sit down.
Looking at the coffee cup and the logo of her shop, Carlo was a little embarrassed. "The coffee is made by the baristas. I'm not good at it."
Luke gave her another cup and said, "It's much harder to be a boss than an employee."
After asking her how she was doing, he changed the topic. "Do you know anything about Lorna?"
Carlo was shocked. "What's wrong?"
Luke turned his head and looked at her. "About her pregnancy."
Carlo's eyes widened. "What?"
Looking at her face, Luke shook his head inwardly. You … Well, fine, you really don't have any experience.
He asked casually, "It seems that you don't even know that she has a boyfriend?"
Carlo lowered her head. "I … don't know."
She had always been a go-getter. She had sensed that Lorna was hiding something from her, but she didn't know what to do when Lorna didn't say anything.
Luke thought for a moment, then said, "Do you want to go back to America? Maybe you can start a new life somewhere else. "
Carlo hesitated.
If she had her own ideas, Lorna wouldn't be the dominant one between them.
Sensing her mental fluctuations, Luke said, "If I make arrangements for Lorna, are you willing to start a new life of your own?"
Struggling internally, Carlo was lost for words for a long time.
Luke, however, completely understood.
Given Carlo's personality, it had to be very obvious, or she wouldn't have hesitated so much.
Otherwise, a person who was content with the status quo would subconsciously follow the path of the past and keep going.
It wasn't that Carlo was heartless, but that Lorna had already grown up and was pregnant.
Based on Lorna's behavior in the past six months, Carlo felt that she was unnecessary, which was why she wanted to go their separate ways.
In this world, nobody would spoil another person unconditionally. Children rarely stayed with their parents when they grew up, not to mention that they had only been friends for a few years.
"I understand." Having gotten the answer he wanted, Luke patted her shoulder and said, "I'll stay here for a week. You can take care of everything, and then say goodbye to Lorna."
He then stood up.
Carlo panicked. "So soon? Wait, Mr. Wilson, well … "
She didn't know what to say.
She was tempted by the proposal, but she was also uneasy at the sudden end of her life.
Luke lowered his head and looked at her. "Huh?"
Looking at his calm face, Carlo held her breath.
"You're not good at making decisions, so I made them for you. You don't have to thank me." He patted her shoulder again and went down the mountain.
Carlo stood there in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
When Luke reached the foot of the mountain, Selina came down the mountain from another route to meet him.
She couldn't help but chuckle and bump his shoulder. "I made them for you. You don't have to thank me. Young man, your acting skills are getting better and better. "
"If you know acting skills are good, you should put more effort into it." Luke rolled his eyes. I wouldn't have said that if it were you.
Selina had her own ideas, and she would make a decision very soon if he laid everything out.
Besides, it was never easy to make a decision for someone else, unless you didn't take them seriously.
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