Chapter 90.

"No wonder nobody dares to cause trouble here. Who knew

Rosaline was Lord Draco's woman?" "It's not that nobody dares to cause

trouble; it's just that anybody who caused trouble is dead! A tycoon with

a net worth of billions flirted with Rosaline, and Lord Draco ordered

that his limbs be chopped off. After the incident, the tycoon didn't dare

lift a finger and even apologized personally." "Fuck! That's brutal!" "No

shit. Lord Draco is South City's biggest bully. No one dares disrespect

him!" After finding out who the woman, Rosaline, was, the bar erupted in

a furor. Some were shocked, some were in awe, and some sat back to watch

the show. "We're in trouble this time!" James gulped as cold sweat

dripped down his forehead. If he had known that Sir Draco ruled this

place, he would not have dared to cause trouble, even if someone had put

a gun to his head. "How did I end up offending the devil himself?"

Florence shrugged, her face filled with fear. She wasn't as fiery as

before. She could bully some small fry, but when it came to a brutal thug

like the Cobra, she knew her place. "Why so quiet? Weren't you great at

speaking your mind earlier? Why don't you show us again what you've got?

*smirked the muscular man. Was there anyone in South City who didn't know

of Sir Draco's reputation? Almost nobody dared to offend Sir Draco!

"Don't panic. I'm here. They wouldn't dare touch you," Matt spoke up next

to them. Florence and James were surprised at his words. They had nearly

forgotten they had someone backing them up! Matt was from the Laney

family in Millsburg. What did he have to fear in this territory? No

matter how mighty the Cobra was, he wouldn't dare go against the Laney

family, would he?! With that realization, Florence and James

straightened. "Matt, the Cobra rules over this place. Is this really

okay?" James asked tentatively. "Don't worry. He's just some snake in the

grass. He's nothing to me." Matt gave a small smile. He finally had a

chance to flaunt his influence, so he had to show them all he had. "I'm

glad then." James grinned. He thought he was done for, but now he had

another shot. "Hey! What are you mumbling about? Are you going to pay up

or not?!" Rosaline barked, getting impatient. "What are you going to do

if we don't pay up? You think we're scared of you?" Florence mocked,

placing her hands on her hips. With Matt backing her up, she feared

nothing. "You won't pay?" Rosaline laughed coldly. "If you don't pay up,

we'll do it Sir Draco's way. Anyone who causes trouble here will have

their limbs chopped off!" She raised her

hands and made a sign. The muscular men behind her unsheathed their

machetes and strode forward. "Wait!" Matt hissed and stepped up from

behind. His good looks and classy aura always made women swoon. "And who

are you? How dare you meddle in my business?" Rosaline looked him up and

down. "I'm Matt Laney from the Laney family in Millsburg." "The Laneys

from Millsburg?" The room was in an uproar. "Even an elite from Millsburg

is here. We're in for a good show!" "No wonder those two are so bold.

They have Mr. Laney backing them up!" "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. "Fuck!" he yelled. The onlookers in the

bar were stunned. 3/3