Chapter: 166
“Mr. Laney is so handsome. I wonder if he has a girlfriend.”
The crowd pointed fingers and gossiped. Their awe made Florence and James feel proud. The Laney family’s reputation was valuable indeed. With the Laney family backing them up, who would dare go against them?
“So you’re Mr. Laney. Nice to meet you,” Rosaline rasped, forcing a smile.
Of course, she had heard of the Laneys. There was a time when they were the aristocrats who led everything in Millsburg. Although they weren’t as glorious anymore, she did not dare provoke them.
“Since you know who I am, that makes settling things easier. Tell me, how do you intend to deal with this?” Matt asked as he clasped his hands behind his back arrogantly.
“Since you’ve spoken up, Mr. Laney, I naturally have to show you some respect. I’ll treat what happened here today as a misunderstanding. It’s over.” Rosaline conceded. They had a business to run, and she did not want to cause problems for Sir Draco.
“It’s over?” Matt snorted, “You hit a friend of mine, and you think two words can smooth things over? There are no free lunches here.”
“What else do you want?” Rosaline asked, frowning.
“Pay up and apologize, of course!”
“Apologize?” A dark shadow fell across Rosaline’s face. If she was dealing with this herself, she was okay apologizing. However, she was representing Sir Draco. If she apologized to them, wasn’t that an insult to Sir Draco?
“Are you deaf? Hurry up and apologize, or I’ll trash this place!” With her hands on her hips, Florence’s arrogant air returned.
“You don’t only have to apologize. You have to pay up. Damn it, you’ll have to pay me five million for beating me up like this! James shouted. With Matt backing him up, he had all the confidence in the world. He was milking Matt’s influence as much as he could.
“Mr. Laney, this is Sir Draco’s territory. Save me some face. Let’s not make enemies.” Rosaline pleaded, feeling awkward.
“You want me to save you some face? Who do you think you are?” Matt smirked.
“Even if the Cobra were here, I’d demand an apology. Much less one from you!”
“Who thinks he has what it takes to make me apologize?” A thundering voice rang out across the bar.
A bald man wearing sunglasses, with a cigar between his lips, walked in menacingly. His fierce demeanor and intimidating aura frightened the crowd as they stepped aside. A path opened for him.
“Sir Draco, what brings you here?” Rosaline’s eyes lit up as she rushed to greet him.
“Just showing one of the gentlemen around.”
The Cobra put an arm around her waist and asked, “What’s going on? I thought I heard someone demanding an apology from me.”
“It’s like this…” Rosaline began, recounting everything that had happened with no details spared.
“Mr. Laney from Millsburg, is it? So you’re the one who wants me to apologize?” The Cobra stepped forward and looked Matt up and down. His expression wasn’t friendly at all.
“That’s right. Your people beat my friend up. Apologizing is the natural thing to do,” Matt quipped. With his hands behind his back, he was as arrogant as ever.
“Apologize? Fuck you!” The Cobra was furious. He slapped Matt across the face.
Matt stumbled and nearly fell over.