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 be. Why was there no sounding


    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 ck eye and a swollen face


    Baker walked out without ncing 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 nced 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 y 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


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    Flora curled up, trembling slightly upon hearing his words, as if truly afraid he would leak the


    photos. After a while, shepromised, 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