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
Baker walked out without glancing sideways, not giving a single look to the trembling, frightened underlings.
However, as he passed Aaron, he lifted his gaze towards him.
Baker had been in the game for many years, and a single look from him was enough to make Aaron’s hair stand on end.
It was as if a giant hand was squeezing Aaron’s throat. He couldn’t utter a word.
Then, Baker, with a poker face, walked away.
He reached his motorcycle parked at the front, swung his leg over it, put on his helmet, started the engine, and drove off
As 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 couldn’t help but inhale sharply. Baker had been too harsh to have beaten Tucker to such an
exten!!
Naturally, they assumed that Baker inflicted the injuries on Tucker and his group.
Aaron quickly glanced inside the alley.
Flora was leaning against the wall, the setting sun casting a glow on her partially exposed clothing, highlighting her skin with a cold light.
Her head was bowed, her messy hair cascading down, hiding her facial expression. Aaron 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 it!”
Tucker wanted to beat Aaron to a pulp right then, but he could not.
Flora had already spoken, asking him to play along in this charade.
“Let’s go!” Tucker, holding back his anger, left.
Aaron flipped through the photos on the phone. His face lit up with manic joy.
“Aaron, why do you have to hurt me like this!”
At that moment, Flora, leaning against the wall, painfully‘ shouted. Her face was streaked with tears, and her eyes were bloodshot. It seemed as if she had truly suffered from something terrible.
Aaron felt a twinge of pity, but more than that, he felt a greater surge of satisfaction from his revenge. The thought of using these photos to threaten Flora excited him even more. Even the smile on his face became somewhat grim.
“Flora, you were the one who hurt me first! If you had just listened to me from the start, none of this would have happened!” “What do you want?” Flora asked in a ‘broken and powerless‘ voice.
“I don’t want to ruin you. I just want to save myself,” Aaron said. “I owe a lot of money, but that amount is just pocket change to you. Give me the money, and I promise I won’t speak of today’s events, and these photos won’t be leaked.”
Aaron shook the phone, his face threatening
Flora curled up, trembling slightly upon hearing his words, as if truly afraid he would leak the photos. After a while, she compromised, and her demeanor was one of reluctance and helplessness. “Fine, Tll give you the money, but you have to promise that today’s incident will never be spoken of! Otherwi
