Chapter 80: A Common Friend i
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Watching Bobby Prince unmoved, Bryce Cooke suddenly panicked, struggling furiously and cursing:
“Bobby, I fucking curse your granny, we’ve been through shit together, aren’t you going to show any fucking rcy at all?”
“Cut the crap, you two, hold him down!”
After Bobby finished speaking, he lifted the baseball bat in his hand and smashed it hard onto Bryce Cooke’s leg.
Crack!
Following a crisp sound, Bryce Cooke’s screams suddenly filled the sky.
“Alt, damn it all to hell, Bobby, I…I’m not done with you…”
“You better pray to God that nobody cos looking for trouble with you!”
Bobby glanced at him, casually threw the baseball bat on the ground, and walked toward Greg Jensen.
The two bodyguards behind him, carrying the ashen-faced Bryce Cooke, followed.
Quiet, a deathly silence!
Monts later, the onlooking bosses suddenly exploded into conversation.
“Damn it, what’s going on? Why are they fighting each other?”
“Could it be because Bryce did a crappy job, so Evan Hols is punishing him?”
“This…this is too cruel, isn’t it?”
“How else do you think Evan Hols got so far? To survive on the streets, you’ve got to be ruthless!”
The bosses watching as Bobby broke Bryce Cooke’s leg felt goosebumps all over their scalp.
Good grief, this ruthless to their own man, what could Greg’s fate be?
“Boss Greg’s in trouble now.”
“Serves him right, it’s his own fault for not using his brain in business.”
“Exactly, and he even scamd us for a al.”
However, before they could finish their words, an even weirder scene unfolded.
Upon arriving in front of Greg, Evan Hols didn’t spew out any insults; instead, he reached out and shook Greg’s hand very respectfully.
“Damn, am I seeing things?”
“What’s going on? Does Greg know Evan Hols?”
“Impossible. If he really knew Evan Hols, why didn’t he send out a greeting in advance?”
All the onlookers were stunned, everyone’s face filled with confusion.
They just felt that the scene before them completely overturned their understanding.
On the other hand, Evan Hols said sincerely, “Sir, I’m really sorry, my n were out of line. I have to thank you for my wife’s matter.
Had it not been for you there, my wife might have…”
“It was no trouble at all, no need to be so polite.”
Greg answered casually, glanced back at his shop, then turning back, asked, “Brady Simmons doesn’t owe you guys money, right?”
“Er, no, it’s his brother who owes so.”
“Oh, so your issue with him has nothing to do with the shop, right?”
Looking embarrassed, Evan Hols hastily said, “No connection at all. My n didn’t know who you were, I’ve already given them a lesson.”
Saying so, he turned back and looked at Bryce Cooke, “Bryce, aren’t you going to hurry up and apologize to Mr. Greg?”
“I’m sorry…”
Bryce Cooke looked incredibly uncomfortable; humiliated by others and yet having to apologize to them, he was really reluctant, so he just muttered an insincere apology.
Evan Hols, his face turning dark with anger, bellowed, “Apologize properly! If Mr. Greg doesn’t forgive , I’ll fucking break your other leg too!”
Frightened, Bryce Cooke shuddered and quickly said, “Mr. Greg, I’m so sorry. I failed to recognize your greatness and offended you, please don’t take it to heart.”
Bobby chuckled, “No problem, Mr. Greg, if you’re not satisfied, I can break his other leg too.”
“Bobby, are you fucking settling a personal score?”
Bryce Cooke, unable to contain his anger, his pale face drenched with sweat, was about to lash out but got silenced by a glare from Evan Hols.
Greg, watching Bryce Cooke’s pitiful state, couldn’t be bothered to pay any more attention and said to Evan Hols, “Let it be, I didn’t co out worse for it. Send him to the hospital quick.”
“Alright.”
Evan Hols said to Bobby Prince, “Take him to the hospital, and while you’re at it, give your sister-in-law a heads up, just say that her benefactor has been found.”
“Got it.”
Bobby Prince smiled and said to Greg Jensen, “Mr. Jensen, I’ll be taking off now.”
“Mm, be careful on the road.”
Greg Jensen had a fairly good impression of Bobby Prince.
Honest, loyal, and grateful…
Such people are hard to find these days.
Evan Hols smiled and said, “Mr. Jensen, I wonder if you’re free the evening after tomorrow? My wife is just about to be discharged from the hospital, so how about we all have dinner together?”
“Sure, just give a call then.”
If you want to do good business, connections are essential, especially with a local bigwig like Evan Hols, who you can’t afford to offend, so Greg Jensen agreed without much consideration.
“Haha, then I won’t disturb you any longer. If there’s anything you need, just let know, and I’ll take care of it for sure.”
Being able to find the man who saved his wife’s life made Evan Hols very happy. Seeing Greg was still busy, he took his leave.
As soon as he left, those few onlooking bosses imdiately crowded over, asking all sorts of questions about Greg Jensen’s relationship with Evan Hols.
Boss Lin asked with a smile, “Boss Jensen, what’s your relationship with Evan Hols?”
“Just a regular friend,” Greg Jensen replied indifferently.
A regular friend?
I call bullshit!
Would a regular friend go so far as to break the legs of his own man for you?
If it were really just a regular friendship, the person lying in the hospital wouldn’t be Bryce Cooke, but Greg Jensen.
Boss Lin rolled his eyes inwardly but didn’t show it on his face, still maintaining a cheerful deanor. He decided, though, that he needed to build a good relationship with Greg Jensen.
For nothing else, maybe he could save on protection fees in the future.
The other bosses also had the sa idea. Just monts ago, they were avoiding him like the plague, but now they were practically exalting Greg Jensen to the heavens.
“It has to be said, Brady Simmons’ shop is really not bad.”
“How else can you say that Boss Jensen has good taste?”
Greg Jensen couldn’t be bothered to beat around the bush with them, so after brushing them off casually, he went into the store.
Lois Abbott had just finished discussing the renovation with the workers and was about to go out to take a look when she saw Greg Jensen walking in.
She hurried over to him, concerned, “Greg, maybe you should lie low for a while. I’m a woman; even if Evan Hols ca, he wouldn’t do anything to .”
“Evan Hols? He’s already been here.”
“He’s been here? Are you alright? You’re not hurt, are you?”
Upon hearing this, Lois Abbott imdiately beca anxious. She checked him over thoroughly and, seeing he wasn’t hurt, she finally relaxed.
She was a bit puzzled. “Evan Hols ca and didn’t give you a hard ti?”
“Nope, and he was actually very respectful to ,” Greg Jensen said with a laugh.
Lois Abbott couldn’t help but roll her eyes, scoffing, “Stop talking nonsense, why would Evan Hols be respectful to you?”
Greg Jensen laughed, “Haha, if you don’t believe , go ask our neighbors.”
“You…you’re serious?”
Seeing he didn’t appear to be lying, Lois Abbott was suddenly stunned.
Evan Hols was the type of person who could silence a crying child at night with fear alone.
How could soone like him let Greg Jensen go so easily?
“What… what exactly happened?” Lois Abbott asked in disbelief.
Greg Jensen smiled and explained, “Actually, when I ca here yesterday, I happened to save a pregnant woman, and it turns out she is Evan Hols’ wife.”
Is that even possible?
Lois Abbott was dumbfounded, then it clicked, and her sweet face imdiately tightened.
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