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A few days later, Daniel's subordinate handed him an invitation and Fat Lawler's information.
"This Fat Lawler has been running Cumulus City's underworld. His influence in Centrolis is minor, but he has been
infiltrating Centrolis in recent years."
Daniel casually flipped through the file, "So, did he succeed?"
"Not really." His subordinate smiled. "You know that Centrolis is your brother-in-law's territory. Even though Nic is no
longer in the underworld, his sway is much greater than Fat Lawler's. But there's one thing..."
"What is it?"
"Fat Lawler is smart to be cozying up to the kingpins in Centrolis. As Nic is no longer a part of the underworld, they
no longer belong to the same world, and he has to abide by their rules. Although he's influential, he can't meddle in
the underworld.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Also, Fat Lawler's business primarily revolves around casinos and providing loans. Whether in Cumulus City or
Centrolis, he has a piece of the pie in both casinos and providing loans businesses.
"Meanwhile, Wesley went to Fat Lawler's casino and borrowed 4,000,000 dollars from him. Those kingpins can't
intervene even if they want to. It's Fat Lawler's territory, and they can't bend the rules."
"Hmm..." Daniel frowned and glanced at the invitation.
"He's opening an underground casino this weekend," his subordinate said. "He's aware of your connection to Nic,
so... he's requested to meet you there."
Daniel nodded and replied, "Sure."
Daniel lit a cigarette after his subordinate departed, and the nicotine smell hung in the air. He used to smoke and
drink, but he had quit all of it when he and Maisie ended their relationship.
He was willing to change for her, just as he was willing to stand up for her now. -
Over the weekend, he successfully met Fat Lawler. The underground casino was located in a remote suburban area
disguised as an abandoned construction site. The exterior looked rundown, but it was a whole different world as one
stepped inside.
Fat Lawler had spared no expense on the luxurious renovations, knowing exactly what gamblers desired.
His subordinates searched Daniel and led him to a hidden room. As soon as he opened the ornate door, he saw the
lingering smoke from a recently extinguished cigarette. A man was leisurely playing billiards.
He appeared to be in his 50s, wearing a red coral necklace. He was somewhat plump but exuded charisma. His
friendly demeanor concealed a lurking danger honed in the criminal underworld.
"Sir, the guest has arrived," the subordinate announced.
Fat Lawler finished his last game with composure. The 8-ball went into the pocket just as he intended.
He smiled and stood up to address Daniel.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Hello, Fat Lawler." Daniel nodded.
"Hello, Mr. Quimby." Fat Lawler smiled. "Your brother-in-law and I have no business with each other. I'm curious why
you've come to see me today."
Daniel didn't reply immediately. Instead, he smirked. "You're familiar with my brother-in-law?"
"Nic is well-known. In the underworld, who doesn't know him? But I've heard that he ventured into... the
entertainment business after he retired?"
"He's talented and fair. He treats people well, so, of course, there are those who want to work for him," Daniel said.
Fat Lawler paused, looking at him with a squint. "Mr. Quimby, are you here to... ask me to work for him?"
"No." Daniel met his gaze, "I won't beat around the bush, Fat Lawler. I'm not here for him. I'm using his name to ask
for a favor from you."
"What?"
"You lent money to a man named Wesley Mebane, right?"
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