Chapter 38


    Hans and his group watched Baker bowing deeply to Flora with a mix of respect and apology, their


    eyes nearly popping out of their


    sockets.


    The scene was utterly shocking.


    “Since you’re here, you can deal with this.”


    Flors statched out her foot, hooked a chair leg, and straddled the chair, resting her hands on the


    backrest


    When Baker saw the injury on her am, his face instantly turned pale. His gaze, cold and piercing,


    shot towards Hans


    “Flora, let me take you to get that wound treated first. Baker said, concerned. If those people found


    out Flora was injured on his turf, they’d have his head.


    “It’s okay, just a scratch” Flora dismissed it carelessly. “Let’s deal with the matter at hand first


    Baker had already been briefed on the situation before arriving. He kicked Hans in the leg, “What


    are you staring at, apologize to Flora now!”


    Hans couldn’t believe it, “Baker why are you afraid of this girl?”


    And Baker even asked him to apologize!


    “Kneel!”


    Baker’s voice was icy, as he kicked Hans directly in the knee. Pain shot through Hans, forcing him


    to kneel directly. The sound of his kneecap shattering was heard clearly by everyone


    Dane and Alex exchanged shocked looks.


    “Stop” Flora waved her hand, a slight redness to her eyes, “He didn’t harm me, no need to


    apologize to me.”


    Baker understood her meaning. He nced at Dane then back at Hans. His cold eyes were like


    arrows.


    “Hans, I believe I’ve said before, we have three rules; no touching students, the elderly, or women.


    You’ve tantly broken two of those rules on my territory”


    Hans trembled all over too scared to meet Baker’s gaze. “Baker… L….”


    ‘Where’s the debt note?”


    Hans reluctantly pulled out the note, and he handed it over with clenched teeth.


    Baker took it, nced at it, and saw that Dane had already paid Hans two hundred thousand


    “Where’s that two hundred thousand?”


    “L. I deposited it into my bank ount.”


    “Give me the card.”


    Hans, very unwillingly, “Baker.


    “And the PIN.”


    Hans could not defy Baker and, despite the pain, handed over the card and shared the PIN.


    “How much is in the ount?”


    thousand


    “Four hundred and twenty th


    Baker handed the card to Dane, “The money in this ount is now yours. Use it as you see fit. The


    rest ispensation for you. The diner needs to be renovated after being smashed up. It’s what


    you deserve. Don’t feel bad.”


    “No, no, no…” Dane frantically waved his hands. He’d be insane to ept Baker’s money.


    “Keep it” Flora spoke up, her voice light.


    Baker felt that Dane was too talkative. Since Flora had already spoken, he directly handed the card


    to Dane. “Hans won’t bother you anymore. If you need anything in the future, you can alwayse


    to me, I’ll also find someone to help with the diner’s renovation.” “Thank thank you, Baker”


    Baker looked a little impatient, so Dane didn’t refuse any longer and reluctantly epted.


    Flora was chilling on her chair handszily draped over the backrest, when she felt her phone buzz


    in her pocket. She took it out to see a message from Connor


    Connor [Haven’t you finished ss yet?]


    12:25


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    Flora straightened up. She had forgotten to tell him.


    Flore: [Wait for me, I’ll be right there.]


    She stood up and tumed to leave. “I have another matter to attend to, Ill be going now”


    The situation wed mostly handled, and she felt no need to stay any longer.


    Baker hurried after her, Flota, let me drive you”


    “Stay here, and handle the aftermath.”


    “But your injury… let me take you to the hospital to have it looked at Baker was still worried.


    “You’re so bothersome. Flora nced at him, “Also, don’t mention my injury to Miss Crimson and


    the others.”


    Just then, a taxi came by, and Flora hailed it, rushing off to school.


    Baker watched the tax disappear before heading back to the diner.


    Hans was still kneeling on the ground. Without Baker’smand, no one would help him up, and


    Hans didn’t dare to stand on his own. “Get up.”


    Hearing Baker’s words, Hans scrambled up as if granted amnesty, only to hear Baker’s cold voice


    again as he was halfway up. “You have one day to leave Cedarvale. I don’t want to see you or your


    gang here again, or else, you know the consequences.”


    Hans‘ legs gave out, and he fell heavily to the ground again.