Chapter 887
The Secretly Rich Man
Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 887
Bertold gulped in fear.
The woman was starting to feel fearful as well.
She was afraid that this young man would also break her arm just like how he did to Bertoldâs.
She followed behind the young man as they walked into the backyard.
They finally arrived in a shack in their backyard.
Thud!
The young man shut the heavy door behind them loudly.
The both of them shivered in fright.
But they had no other choice. After all, Bertold could not allow his arm to remain the way that it was.
âYou better fix my arm for me. Or Iâll not let you go. Why donât you go around and askâ¦â
Bertold wasnât going to lose his pride that easily. So, he continued speaking with a hostile look in his eyes.
âOkay, thatâs enough. I already told you that I know how powerful both of you are. So, letâs talk things over!â
The young man interrupted him before he could finish speaking.
âHeh heh. As long as you fix my manâs arm, we wonât be asking for any compensation!â
The woman said.
Slap!
The young man slapped the woman across her face.
The woman collapsed onto the ground after receiving the slap.
It came so suddenly that it momentarily stunned her. She was in such a disoriented state that she remained on the ground, staring up with a baffled look on her face.
Without waiting for her man to retaliate, the young man proceeded to break Bertoldâsother arm.
In the end, both of Bertoldâs arms were completely deformed and he could only lay on the ground as he squealed in pain.
He had fear written all over his face at the moment.
âHow would you like to talk things over?â
The young man asked with a hint of hostility in his tone.
âNoâ¦we are not discussing anything anymore! Just let us go! We do not want to discuss anything anymore!â
Bertold replied out of fear.
âWhat about the three hundred and ten dollars?â The young man asked.
âI will give it back to you. Weâ¦we do not want it anymore!â
There was nothing they could do to intimidate this young man at all!
This was not the first time that Bertold had come looking for trouble but he knew that this time was different. This time, he had actually dug his own grave.
âAlright then. Remember clearly that you are giving it up voluntarily. I did not force the both of you to do so!â The young man said.
âYes, it is voluntary! We did it voluntarily!â
At this time, the young man pulled out the three hundred and ten dollars that he had given to Bertold just now, from his pocket.
âBesides that, the both of you hit Hunter outside just now. I donât care what youâre gonnasay, you should at least give us three hundred and ten dollars to cover for his medical expenses, right? We will have to bring him to the hospital to get a scan and so forth. As you can already see, the small clinic in our town is not that well-equipped. We will have to bring him to the county hospital and Iâm afraid, itâll cost a lot more than that!â The young man said.
âWe will compensate you. Three hundred and ten dollars! Just take it!â
âAnd alsoâ¦â
The young man said.
âThere is still more?â
Bertold who was struggling for his breath due to the pain asked.
Slap!
The young man slapped him across the face âHow dare you interrupt me when Iâm speaking.â
âIâm so sorry, please go ahead!â
âAnd also, when you were beating Hunter up just now, you broke our tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans. Youâll have to pay up a hundred dollars for that, but Iâll make it easier by rounding it up to one hundred and fifty dollars! Now, pay up!â
âWe will pay! We will pay! Mate, please help me. I cannot stand it anymore. My arms feel like there are thousands of bugs gnawing at it!â
Bertoldâs face was pale from all the pain he was experiencing.
âAlright then. You should have had this kind of attitude from the very beginning and we would not have needed to waste our time like this! Just because you have money doesnât mean sh*t, alright?â
The young man said.
After that, he held Bertold down as he fixed his arms.
Miraculously, Bertold felt his arms recover and the pain fade away.
âI remember now! Big brother, I will remember that!â
Bertold replied as he broke out in cold sweat.
âWe will go out and make up for the balance we owe you. Not a single cent less, I swear on my mother!â
Bertold helped the woman, who had barely regained her senses to get on her feet before they hurriedly got back into the restaurant.
âBertold, are we really leaving just like that? I am not satisfied at all!â
The woman complained while sobbing.
Her expression was as if she was the aggrieved party here.