"Hahahahaha!"
As if he had just heard the joke of the century, the creditor burst into laughter.
To the point that a few tears even flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"..."
Anderson remained as he was, standing there, not moving at all, and keeping the most honest expression possible.
And then, when he no longer felt amused, the creditor's eyes now held only contempt and sarcasm.
"Are you kidding me?"
"No, sir."
Anderson shook his head.
"In my eyes, you're really kidding. You haven't even paid your debt yet, and you're already asking for 500,000 dollars? What do you think we are? Money trees?"
The dagger in the creditor's hand began to tighten.
"I'm not kidding, sir."
But, Anderson still didn't look like a scared person at all.
"I really want more money, because I need more money so I can continue gambling and make more money, right?"
That was a perfect lie.
Anderson used to be a gambling addict, and it was only when his mother fell ill that he stopped.
