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?"

trying to swindle

far they went, since they did not hit Zachary anywhere else aside from the face, and not so hard that

was naturally confident with Isaac around, and she kept insisting that Zachary was

already unconscious.Anything that happens next,

bald man's cheeks twitched

"Don't fuck with me—argh!"

while Irene did a double

he had grabbed the bald man's index finger and twisted it

a crunch —the crisp sound of bone

frowned, while the bald

"Are you people idiots?!"

at his thugs, "Get over

been staring at

naturally would not lay a finger on

involved in crime, and once word of this got out, said record might surface, and they would lose way more than what they would

none of them would want to end

just bail?"

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

"Then, what?"

he was down on the ground, curling

snapping at his thugs, "You pigs! I feed you for

Isaac Jefferson, and he'll come for us if he knows the painting is worthless and we conned him off thirty

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