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Rebirth of a Flopped Actress: Career First, Love Second (My Billionaire Son)

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Chapter 337 When | Call the Shots.

Olivia smiled in satisfaction..

*Considering you've not only damaged my antique lamp but also injured our actors...”

The blond thug blinked in disbelief. Injured your actors?

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He glanced at the boys, who looked refreshed and completely unharmed, then at his own crew sprawled out like

beaten dogs on the ground.

Who exactly injured whom here?

But faced with Olivia's deceptively cheerful expression, he forced a grin.

“Right, you're right. It’s our fault! We hurethem, it’s all on us!”

Her fists packed a punch. Whatever she said, he was agreeing to it.

“For damages, lost work, and emotional distress, I'll be thir. Just two hundred grand.” Olivia spoke with mock

generosity.

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Two hundred grand?

The blond thug nearly cried. He'd cto collect protection fees, not only failed to get a cent but also ended up

with his crew beaten to a pulp, and now she was shaking him down for three hundred grand!

Is this crew secretly a gang of bandits?

One look at Olivia and the throng of boys behind her, though, and he knew, he didn’t dare say no.

“I... 1 don’t have that kind of cash on me,” he stammered miserably.

Olivia cracked her knuckles.

Tears welled up in the thug’s eyes.

“I swear, I'm not lying! I'm just a lackey. | don’t have that much money! If | did, why would | be out here

collecting fees?”

“No cash? Then why are you wasting my time?” Olivia sneered. “Might as well take you out now.”

The thug nearly wet himself, his mind racing for a solution.

“L... I don’t have money, but my boss does! He senthere after hearing a film crew was setting up shop.”

“Your boss!

The thug nodded hastily.

“Yeah, the Red Jackals’ leader. He's got loads of cash!”

In truth, the blond thug was just a pawn using the gang nto recruit petty criminals and extort crews at the

film lot, all under orders from his boss.

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Chapter 337 When | Call the Shots

But this time, he'd bitten off more than he could chew.

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Zayn stepped in. “Olivia, maybe just let it go. We've already done what no other crew dared. No one got hurt,

and let's not make this bigger.”

“Let it go?” Olivia chuckled. “I don’t care if it’s a dragon. It still curls up when | call the shots.”

Walking away from three hundred grand? Not a chance.

No way was she letting them off after trying to extort her crew.

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“Call your boss, Olivia ordered.

The thug quickly pulled out his phone. But barely two sentences in, a string of curses blasted through the

line.

The thug, who had strutted confidently before other crews, now cringed like a scolded dog, silent under the

barrage.

After a few more words, the call abruptly ended.

“Well... my boss said he’s getting the money ready,” the thug stammered nervously. “He’ll be here in ten

minutes...

Olivia's gaze narrowed.

Cold sweat broke out on the thug’s back.

In truth, his boss had no intention of paying up. He'd told the thug to stall for twhile gathering more men to

trash the set and teach the crew a brutal lesson

But the thug wouldn't dare breathe a word of that to Olivia.

All he could do was pretend to comply and bide his time, hoping his boss would soon arrive to turn the tables

and get revenge.

What a d*mn woman! Once the boss gets here, she’s gonna pay for this humiliation!

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