“I'm not giving you the goods if I don't get Konstantin,” she insisted stubbornly again, and Rage let go of her neck roughly. She exhaled loudly with difficulty.

Rage grabbed the bags on the table one by one and poured the drugs on the ground, scattering them without any care. Several drugs poured onto the table—handfuls of drugs, but they were all fake.

“I knew they were fake immediately I sighted them, so you might want to quit acting if you love your dear life and get the real goods out,” Rage seethed, still trying to keep himself under control.

Angelina knew he was losing his little patience, and it...