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

anywhere else aside from the

and she kept insisting that

happens next, including

twitched

"Don't fuck with me—argh!"

could finish, while Irene did a

was staring at Isaac's hand, as he had grabbed the bald man's index finger and twisted it when

—the crisp sound of bone breaking, and

the bald man kept

"Are you people idiots?!"

barked at his thugs, "Get over

been staring at their phones, having been googling

finger on a man as

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

none of them would want to end up in

just

we do, and he might even get

"Then, what?"

man was kicked away and he was down on the ground, curling into a ball and clutching his hand as he

snapping at

pressure and snuck up to him, whispering, "You really should return the check, boss —that's Isaac Jefferson, and he'll come for us if he knows the painting is worthless and

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