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?"

"She's trying to swindle me."

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

naturally confident with Isaac around, and she kept insisting that Zachary was hurt. "He's already unconscious. Anything that happens next, including

pointed

finish, while Irene did a

grabbed the bald man's index finger and twisted it when the bald man

a crunch-the crisp sound of bone breaking, and

while the bald man kept

people idiots?!" He then barked at his

his thugs had been staring at

naturally would not lay a finger on a man as rich as powerful

most of them were more or less involved in crime, and once word of this got

want to end up in

we just bail?" someone

and he might even get back

"Then, what?"

down on the ground, curling into a

time, he was still snapping at his thugs, "You pigs! I feed

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

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