Chapter 361

Elsie sneered, “Mr. Warren, are you planning to steal it right in front of us?”

Donald shamelessly replied, “As the chief commissioner, I need to inspect what illegal goods are inside.”

“Inside is the Blood Phoenix Cicada that Mr. Lloyd won at our antique auction through stone gambling–worth over 100 million dollars. It’s absolutely not illegal goods,” Elsie retorted through gritted teeth.

Donald ignored her explanation. In his mind, there was only one number–100 million dollars!

Holy crap, what a jackpot!

Donald said excitedly, “Well, well, Andrew. The value of your criminal case amounts to over 100 million. Now, as the commissioner, I order you to open that case immediately.”

Andrew replied calmly, “I advise you not to touch my belongings. Otherwise, I doubt you’ll keep your position as commissioner for long.”

Donald laughed angrily, “You little punk, do as I say, or you’ll suffer the consequences! This is my territory. If I really wanted to kill you right here, all it would take is some paperwork and a slap on the wrist to get away with it.”

Elsie grew frightened, genuinely worried that Donald would use excessive force on Andrew. “Mr. Warren, please don’t do anything rash. If you want to open the case, we will.”

Donald said with disdain, “Women are always so easily scared. Since Ms. Santana is being reasonable, you can open it.”

Elsie turned to Andrew pleadingly. “Mr. Lloyd, let’s cooperate and give him the code. Mr. Vaughn will definitely help us get it back afterward.”

Andrew maintained a stoic expression as he faced Donald. “Bring the case here, and I’ll open it. But even if I open it for you, I can guarantee you won’t get to enjoy it."

“That’s for me to worry about!” Donald smirked.

Click! Andrew entered the code and opened the security case. Immediately, the Blood Phoenix Cicada appeared before Donald’s eyes.

Donald’s breathing became heavy at once. He thought, ‘No wonder Aspen came to me for help. So this is what she was after.’

Donald knew little about antiques and precious stones, but anyone could tell at a glance that the Blood Phoenix Cicada was priceless–an absolute treasure.

Clutching the open case, Donald rushed back to his office, eager to claim the Blood Phoenix Cicada for himself.

Chapter 361

Donald then called in his trusted subordinate. “Get two expendable thugs with records to go and cripple Andrew,” he ordered with a sinister smile.

“Remember, don’t kill him–just make him disabled, preferably vegetative.”

He had told Andrew he would not hurt him if he opened the case, but Donald had harbored ill intentions from the start. It was unbelievable that punk dared to act tough in his territory. If he did not teach him a harsh lesson, what kind of enforcer would he be?

However, Donald barely made it back to his office and did not even get the chance to hold the Blood Phoenix Cicada when his subordinate burst through the door.

“Mr. Warren, the Aickers are here!”

“So what if they’re here? Why are you panicking?” Donald snapped, though feeling guilty himself.

Cedric walked in with seven apprentices plus Francesca, their faces cold as ice.

“Well, well, Mr. Aicker, what’s this about? Are you openly defying our police department?”