Chapter 435
Chapter 435
Marshall pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.
‘Are youing or not?" Vermont asked.
‘Where are we going exactly?"
‘I''ll pick you up at your office."
"Okay. See youter," Marshall responded.
Seeing that Ste was still holding the phone to her ear, the man with the scar got impatient. "Are you
done?" he asked.
"Yeah."
Ste lowered her arms, pursed her lips, and said, "Wait here. My friend wille over soon, and we''ll
discuss the IOU when he''s here. Also, ask your men to get out of the way so the nurse can plug in the
venttor."
The man hesitated, but he didn''t budge. "We will get out of the way when we get our money," he said.
Ste''s face turned ugly. "I assure you I won''t run from the debt. But don''t think you can escape if
anything happens to my mom!"
The man with the scar sneered, stepped forward, and grabbed her chin, '' Are you threatening me, little
girl?" Ste suddenly felt a denseyer of goosebumps on her skin and hit the man in reflex. p! The
sound was loud and clear.
The tattooed man pulled Ste''s hair and pped her, "Bitch! My boss was just talking to you. Why the
hell did you do that? Apologize!"
Ste did not hear what the other party said at all. Their strength was iparable. Ste''s head
buzzed after the p; half her face was painful and numb. As if she went deaf; she could not hear
anything.
Seeing that she did not speak, the tattooed man became even angrier. "Are you fucking deaf? I told
you to apologize to my boss!"
As he said that, he raised his hand again, but the man was violently kicked from behind before he could
strike a blow. The force of the kick was so great that it sent the tattooed man flying, hitting the
radiotherapy machine on the bed. Everything fell to the ground with a loud crash.
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Several people there were momentarily stunned as they turned their heads to look behind them.
It was Vermont. He shook his legs, let out a "tsk," and looked at the man coldly. "You should be thankful
I''ve been behind at my boxing practices recently. Otherwise, I''m not sure if you''d get out of here alive."
The tattooed man''s head hit the machine, and a swollen lump appeared. His lumbar spine had in sharp
pain as if it had been broken. It was so painful that he couldn''t get up for some time.
Marshall stepped forward and helped Ste up. Her hair was a mess after the p, so he brushed it
away. A big red handprint was visible on the left side of her cheek. Blood seeped through the corners of
her lips due to her teeth crashing into the insides of her mouth.
Marshall''s eyes instantly became cold. Ste gently pushed his hand away. She did not care why
Marshall was there; all that mattered was the group of men there. "I''m fine. They have a stack of IOUs,
saying my mother owes them money. But their signatures are not in my mother’s handwriting," she
whispered to Marshall.
"Got it," Marshall said softly, pulling her behind him. "Leave it to me."
The man with the scar looked at the two men dressed in expensive suits and said, "Surely, attacking
my friend the minute you arrive isn''t appropriate, right, gentlemen?"
‘ls it appropriate for you to attack a woman whose strength is iparable to yours?" Vermont
laughed angrily.
"My friend''s emotions got the better of him, and I couldn''t stop him in time. ’ The man with the scar
paused and said, "Are the two of you here to pay back the money her mother owed us?"
When Vermont heard that, he stepped back and said to Marshall, "You go."
Ste was speechless. ‘Why does it seem like Vermont is trying to get out of this because he is afraid
of paying back the money?’
Marshall nced around the crowd and said calmly, "Where''s the lOUs?"
The man with the scar thought that Marshall looked friendly and negotiable. He liked his vibe, so he
took copies of the IOUs from his bag and handed them to Marshall.
‘We''re not here to cause trouble, bro. We''re just making a living. Suppose you can pay it back, then
good. But don''t stand in our way if you can''t"