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."

hit Zachary anywhere else aside from the face, and not so hard that he would

Zachary was hurt. "He's already unconscious. Anything

and he pointed at her. "Don't fuck with

could finish, while Irene did a double

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

crisp sound of bone breaking, and it was now

while the

people idiots?!" He then barked at his thugs, "Get over

his thugs had been staring at

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

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

them would want

we just bail?" someone

if we do, and he might

"Then, what?"

on the ground, curling into a

at his thugs, "You pigs!

to him, whispering, "You really should return the check, boss-that's Isaac Jefferson, and he'll come for us if he knows the

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