I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours novel Chapter 8

The landlord revealed he sold Snow to the Nightingale family at an underground slave auction.

He revealed Reeves Nightingale ran the transaction, buying Snow in cash.

Barry almost went nuts as the thought of Reeves claiming ownership of his sister's life filled him with cold dread.

“You cold-hearted bastard,” Barry bawled at Barnes' face. “How could you do this to me behind my back? You didn't have to sell my sister just because we owe you rent.”

Barnes was scared of the viciousness in Barry's eyes that he lost most of his colour.

“I-It's not my fault,” Barnes retorted nervously. “A member of the Nightingale family needed a heart transplant. They took your sister to the Central hospital, and she was a perfect match. I couldn't resist the price Reeves offered me.”

Barry smacked a blow to the side of Barnes' face, dislocating his jaw.

“You're evil,” Barry said breathlessly, his voice laced with malice. “When I get back, I promise you, I'll have this apartment torn to the ground. Mark my words.”

Without caring to check on Barnes, Barry rushed out of the apartment, waved down a taxi and urged the driver to drive as fast as he could to Central hospital.

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Barry stormed into Central hospital, approaching the reception desk with hurried strides. “I need to speak with the doctor in charge of the transplant surgery for the Nightingale family.”

The receptionist hesitated at first before she responded. “He's currently having a meeting."

Barry glanced over the counter at a list laying on her desk. It contained office numbers and names of each medical specialists.

Barry was quick to grasp the little info on the heart transplant doctor and took off without waiting for her.

He looked around every corridor and passages, his mind filled with desperation.

Finally, he found the doctor's office and rushed in without knocking.

Seated before the doctor was the Nightingale family.

Reeves Nightingale was startled when he saw Moses. He jumped to his feet. “What the hell are you doing here, Barry?”

Barry's blood boiled as he gazed at Reeves. Ignoring his tone, he stepped forward towards him. “Reeves, I learned you bought my sister from my landlord. Hand her over. I'm here to take her back.”

Reeves was taken aback by Barry's bold demand. “That girl was your sister? It's a small world indeed. If I had known she was related to you, I'd have paid lesser for her.”

“I don't want any trouble,” Barry said. “Just hand her over. She's all I've got left.”

A cruel smile lit up Reeves' face. “What gives you the stupid idea I'll hand her over? Forget it, Barry. Your sister belongs to the Nightingale family now.”

Barry spread his arms, his voice rising with frustration and anger. “My stupid landlord sold her without my permission over our unpaid rent. I have every possible rights to claim her back.”

Reeves' grin widened. “That's no skin off my nose. She was brought to the underground slave auction this afternoon. I paid good money for her. She's mine now.”

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