Chapter 737

However, Zachary wobbled in front of her before dropping to the floor with a thud.

Left dumbfounded, Irene promptly dropped to a crouch to check on him the next instant.

However, she found Zachary winking at her away from the others' gazes.

Irene was speechless.He was pretending? Why? While she was still confused, the bald man beckoned for his thugs to leave.

Zachary quickly tugged on her sleeve and mouthed, "Com—pen— sa—tion."

Irene realized with a start and sprang to her feet.

"Stop! Are you trying to leave just like that after you caused injury?"

The bald man wheeled on her with a vicious glare.

"Are you trying to swindle me?!"

"No, but he's unconscious and needs the hospital.You have to foot his bill," Irene said.

The bald man strode toward her right then, but Isaac stepped in between, his presence calm but intimidating.

"What do you think you are doing?"

to swindle

man naturally knew how far they went, since they did not hit Zachary anywhere else aside from the

and she kept insisting that Zachary was

happens next, including disability, is on

bald man's cheeks twitched

"Don't fuck with me—argh!"

could finish, while Irene did a

hand, as he had grabbed the bald man's index finger and twisted it when the bald man began

crisp sound of bone breaking, and it was now pointing at

the bald man

"Are you people idiots?!"

barked at his thugs, "Get over

thugs had been staring at their phones, having

naturally would not lay a finger on a man as

this got out, said record might surface, and they would lose way more than what

of them would want to end

we just bail?" someone

if we do, and he might even get back at us for

"Then, what?"

on the ground, curling into a ball

at his thugs,

return the check, boss —that's Isaac Jefferson, and he'll come for us if he knows the painting is worthless and we

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