From A Prisoner To A Big Short’s Inheritor

Chapter 6
David was about to remove the nails on the third edge. Waylon and the two bodyguards were attracted, and their breathing
became slightly faster.
Although they knew that Leonard was bragging, they were still expectant.
David was also nervous. As he continued, his finger was cut by the nail he had removed just now.
Waylon’s heart ski pped a beat.
He said, “It’s a good painting. Why do you try so hard to remove its frame? You bought it for 16 thousand dollars.”
The two bodyguards showed pity,in their eyes.
Leonard was dressed ordinarily, and he didn’t look like a rich man. Sixteen thousand dollars might be his savings from several
years of work. He came to the antique market, but now his money was all wasted.
However, David swallowed and continued to remove the nails, ignoring the cut on his finger.
When the nails on the third edge were removed, there was still no signature, and everyone felt pity for Leonard more Finally,
David was about to remove the last edge.
Everyone held their breath and waited, wondering if there would be a signature...
After a while, the nails on the last edge were removed.
In an instant, everyone was stunned. At the corner beside the last edge, there was a signature! According to the handwriting,
anyone familiar with this painter knew that this painting must be authentic.
David’s body shook when he looked at the signature.
He just sold this painting for 16 thousand dollars! He lost a lot!
This painting could sell for two million dollars, and at auction, the price might be even higher.
“This painting is well disguised. If the frame is not removed, it looks like a thick oil painting with dense colors.

“But the signature is hidden in the corner under the frame.
“It’s an authentic one, but someone is trying to hide something,” Leonard explained lightly.
At this moment, Waylon looked at Leonard in admiration.
He claimed to be an expert in antiques, but he studied the painting for half an hour just now and didn’t see what this young man
could see at a glance.
“Boy, you are amazing. My name is Waylon Lambert. I like to collect antiques. You are an expert: Maybe we can communicate
with each other.”
“Do you have any good diamonds?”
Leonard’s eyes lit up. It was not easy to find a good diamond in this antique market. On the contrary, those old players often had
a lot of treasures in their hands.
If Waylon had one, Leonard would buy it.
“Of course, I also like to collect diamonds.”
“I have an antique museum on Southfort Street. There will be an exhibition in the museum in three days. At that time, you can
come and take a look. Whatever you like, just take it away.”
Waylon saw that Leonard was not an ordinary person, so he intended to make friends with him.
But Leonard/shook his head.
He didn’t want to owe others favors because of a diamond.
Besides, this old man didn’t look like someone who would suffer any loss.
“Okay, see you in three days.”
Leonard asked David to wrap up the painting and paid him four hundred dollars.
David felt regretful now, but according to the rules of the antique business, there was no regret in bidding, and he couldn’t do
anything.

After leaving the shop, Leonard returned to Shoal Manor.
Kenia and her friends came to a bar.
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When Wilder and the others sat down, a middle–aged man with a bald head came over.
The middle–aged man was strong, with a tattoo on his body.
Kenia and the other girls felt nervous.
Unexpectedly, after the middle–aged man walked over, he immediately laughed and said, “Mr. Cruz, welcome to my place. It’s
my honor to have you here.”
He told the waiter to give Wilder a bottle of wine.
He left after that.
Wilder felt proud immediately.
Even Kenia looked at Wilder with admiration.
“Wilder is awesome! The owner of this bar came over to greet him in person.”
“Every time when Wilder came here, he would spend thousands of dollars here.”
Amidst the compliments from the people, Wilder felt complacent,
He took the initiative to raise his wine glass.
“Kenia, let’s drink together.”
“Drink with him!”
People around booed.
Kenia blushed slightly, but she didn’t refuse.
After drinking a glass of wine, Wilder poured another glass for Kenia.

After a while, Kenia became a little dizzy.
At this time, there were more people in the bar.
A drunk young man sta ggered over and accidentally knocked Wilder who was standing up to toast, and the drink was spilled all
over Wilder’s body.
Wilder became furious and cursed, “Don’t you have your f ucking eyes?”
Hearing this, the young man also cursed back.
He even cursed Wilder’s family.
Wilder had drunk some wine, and he couldn’t lose face in front of so many girls.
He kicked the young man more than two meters away.
Wilder had practiced boxing, and ordinary men couldn’t defeat him.
The young man was kicked and fell to the ground, howling in pain. It took him a few minutes to stand up from the ground. He
shouted, “You wait!”
After speaking, he ran out of the bar.
Wilder didn’t care and picked up the beer to drink again.
The owner of the bar aboye the second floor showed a bit of worry in his eyes.
“Keep drinking! Keep playing!” Wilder laughed loudly.
He didn’t take this young man seriously at all.
After a while, with a bang, a group of strong men rushed in from the door of the bar.
After they came in, they immediately ordered the waiter to turn off the sound of the stereo, making the bar suddenly fall into
silence.
Several staff members in the bar stepped forward to inquire but were stopped by the bar owner.

Those people walked straight to Wilder.
Wilder and his friends were a little drunk, so they didn’t react.
It wasn’t until those people came up to Wilder that he recognized the young man he had beaten before.
Wilder was not afraid at all. He stood up and said arrogantly, “Who the hell are you? What do you want to do? I’ve learned
boxing.”
As he spoke, he waved his fist arrogantly.
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Several young people
Many of them also learned boxing and were good at fighting.
The next moment, Wilder’s face was slapped.
When Wilder’s friends saw this, they grabbed the wine bottles on the table and were about to fight.
However, the man in the lead sneered and said, “I don’t care what you’ve learned. How dare you hit Jeff’s brother? Are you tired
of living?”
“Jeff?” Wilder asked subconsciously,
The strong man said word by word, “Jeff Hopkins, River Street.”
Wilder and his friends were in a rage, but when they heard this name, they seemed to have been poured with cold water in an
instant, and there was a bit of fear in their eyes.
Jeff from River Street was considered a famous figure in Newden City.
He had done much work before, and now he was engaged in the real estate industry.
His road to rise was full of blood. If someone offended him, he might be killed.
With Jeff’s power, he wouldn’t bear any consequences even if he killed someone.

“Come with us. Jeff is waiting for you. He has a bad temper. Don’t keep him waiting,” the leading strong man said coldly.
Immediately, Wilder and his friends, who were arrogant just now, put down their bottles obediently. Like prisoners, they lined up
and walked out of the bar.
As soon as they went out, they were stuffed into a van, and the car came to a club on River Street.
“What should we do?” Kenia was terrified and asked in a trembling voice.
Wilder’s face also turned pale at this time.
“Don’t worry. I’ll mention my father’s name later. It should work.”
Soon, they were brought into a room of the club.
They stood neatly in a row.
On the sofa in the room, a middle–aged man was drinking coffee.
“Jeff, my father is Rowell Cruz. It’s a misunderstanding.” Wilder stammered.
“Boom!”
Jeff, who was drinking coffee, stood up suddenly. He pressed Wilder’s head on the table, then grabbed a glass from the side and
smashed it on his head.
The glass splattered everywhere.
“I don’t care who you are. Since you hit my brother, you have to pay the price. When your father is here, I will beat him too.”
After finishing speaking, he took the paper towel handed over by his subordinate next to him and wiped his hands.
Sitting on the sofa again, Jeff said coldly, “Kneel down.”
Seeing Wilder being beaten, no one else dared to resist at all, and they all knelt on the ground obediently.
Kenia was so frightened that she couldn’t help but tug on Judy’s sleeve. “What should we do?”
Judy also panicked and said in a crying voice, “I don’t know...”

Leonard, who was admiring the painting, suddenly received a call from his younger cousin Kenia.
As soon as he picked it up, Kenia’s crying voice sounded.
“Leonard, come and save me. I’m in Clouds Club on River Street. They want me to sleep with them. They have a lot of people
here...”
“What happened?”
Leonard frowned suddenly.
“Da mn it! How dare you make a phone call? Do you want to die?”
At this time, there was the sound of the phone falling to the ground and the sound of slapping.
Leonard’s face suddenly darkened.
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No matter what Kenia did, no one could hit her.
Immediately, he stood up and called Rex.
He said. “Take some people to River Street immediately. My cousin was beaten.”
“Yes,” Rex said bluntly.
He could tell that Leonard was angry.
Five minutes later, more than a dozen black cars headed straight for River Street.