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The very next morning, all the money was transferred to Yohan's account even before he arrived back home.

Vivian had already gone to work by then, so he was left alone in the house as he prepared for work.

He turned off the shower and stepped out, cleaning his body before wrapping the towel around his waist.

Just then, his phone rang; it was a text from Gunjoo.

"Hey kid, the boss has agreed to send you $3 million. You'll still have to come by the office so we can discuss the details."

Yohan smiled as he read the message; everything was going better than he had expected.

"But wait, if I add the three million plus the five from last night, that's only eight."

He sighed as he considered it. What he had personally was $15 million, and that was if he was prepared to be left with only a few hundred thousand. It was very much worth the risk, but it would take at least a year before there would be any profit from the Island.

He went to his stock market app, checking all the various stocks he had spent his money on. Each and every one of them was sure to bring in millions in the future, but right now they weren't much different from when he had first purchased them.

"So the total I have right now is $23 million. That means I need an extra $2 million to complete the money Emily is asking for…"

He fell flat on his bed with his arms spread out wide.

"Should I just tell Emily this is the best I can do?" He considered.

'I'm sure she'll understand and even be impressed by this much that she might cover up the rest.'

The idea lingered for more than a few seconds before he shook it out of his head.

"No, I have to find a way," he sat up, his face full of determination.

He decided to visit the bank and see if he could get some money. If not, he would have to start considering taking even more risk by using the house and shop as collateral.

It was the final of the final of options that he never wanted to even consider, but right now he couldn't think of anything else. He wasn't even certain a move like that could raise two million.

Just as he swung open the door, there was a man standing right outside. He looked like he was in his early thirties and was very much a gangster and probably even a drug addict.

His eyes were sunken and his cheeks were slightly hollow, with tattoos all over his body.

It took a while for Yohan to realize that he had seen this person before. He racked his brain trying to remember, while the man stood there with a brown envelope in one hand.

Yohan finally remembered where he has seen this man: it was the day two people were stalking his shop. He was one of the two men in the car that he had suspected were sent by Hatoru.

It seems like he was just about to place the envelope on the steps, but was stopped by Yohan's presence, caught right in the act.

"Hey…" the guy murmured, trying to casually laugh it off, but Yohan wasn't having it.

His face was stern and indifferent as he continued to watch the guy closely.

"You work for Hatoru, don't you?" He asked directly.

The guy panicked almost immediately. He tossed the brown envelope at Yohan and took off running.

The envelope hit his chest and the contents spilled out; it was pictures. Yohan bent down and picked some up.

In only one second, he recognized Remi with her hands tied behind her back and a piece of cloth over her mouth. She looked scared and had tears rolling down her eyes.

Yohan felt his heart sink with fear in an instant.

"W-What the hell is this… No, before I start to think of anything else, I have to get that fucker,"

He sprinted after the guy who had delivered the pictures.

He hadn't even made it too far from the driveway so Yohan caught up to him very quickly. He used his shoulder to ram into his body, tackling him to the floor.

They struggled for a bit, and Yohan could see that the guy wasn't going to give up, so he knocked him out with a punch. The whole altercation barely lasted a minute, and Yohan didn't even break a sweat.

The guy laid there by the side of the road while Yohan stood up to his feet and took a look around. There was hardly anyone else around since most of them had already gone to work.

Even if any of his neighbors had seen, he didn't care; this guy had to explain those pictures.

He lifted the guy and threw him over his shoulder before taking him back inside the house.

Then he called Gunjoo. "Hey kid—"

"Where is Remi?" Yohan didn't have time to exchange any greetings.

"The girl?… How the hell am I supposed to know?" Gunjoo was confused by the question.

"Call your men." He hung up the call and called Mia.

"Hello?" her soft voice came from the other end.

"Mia, is Remi at work?" He asked eagerly.

"Not yet," She replied quickly, hearing the urgency in his voice. "Is there any problem?"

Yohan clenched his fist, taking a look at the picture of Remi once again. His heartbeat quickly increased in tempo.

"They actually got Remi?!" He was struggling to come to terms with reality as panick began to set in.

'This is all my fault,' he gritted his teeth.

Just then, Gunjoo's call came in, and he answered.

"I'm sorry, Yohan, I just spoke with my guys. They're at the hospital; they were attacked by some of Hatoru's men. They said that they took the girl with them."

"How could something like this happen?!" Yohan screamed angrily.

"I don't know, but I'll take full responsibility," the loan shark said.

"Is that all you would say if anything happens to her?" he asked, this time calmer.

Gunjoo felt the weight in Yohan's words. "I doubt they would do anything to harm her just yet. All of my guys are out there searching for her as well speak…"

"Are you in your office?" Yohan asked.

"Yes."

"Then I'm heading over there. I have something with me that might help," he shifted his gaze to the man sprawled out in his living room.