Chapter 93

Baker had a gut feeling that Aaron was about to face a major misfortune.

Outside, the longer Aaron waited, the more anxious he become. Why was there no sound coming from the alley? Had something gone wrong?

He was eager to go in and check, but several young men blocked him, not allowing him inside.

After what felt like an eternity but was only about twenty minutes, there was finally some movement in the alley.

A group of people came out.

Leading them was Baker.

Tucker, followed behind, sporting a black eye and a swollen face

without glancing sideways, not giving a single look

he passed Aaron, he lifted his gaze towards

game for many years, and a single look from him was enough to make Aaron’s

giant hand was squeezing Aaron’s throat. He couldn’t

Baker, with a poker face, walked

his motorcycle parked at the front, swung his leg over it, put on his helmet, started the engine, and drove

soon as Baker left, the group of underlings couldn’t help but gasp for air, looking as if they had narrowly escaped death. They saw the marks on Tucker’s face and

exten!!

inflicted the

glanced

casting a glow on her partially exposed clothing, highlighting her skin with a

could clearly see the red marks on her arm. “Here are the photos!” Tucker threw a phone at Aaron, almost gritting his teeth. “I’ve done what you asked, but if I don’t see the money. you’re going to regret

a pulp right then, but he could

spoken, asking him to

go!” Tucker, holding

the photos on the phone. His face lit up with

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