Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 972: Chapter 972: Who on Earth is the Person on the Phone?

“Ah—” A scream was heard as a man about one meter seventy-tall flew like a projectile, crashing two meters away and landed with a thud on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

But not a single person dared to help him up; they all kept to themselves, as if they hadn’t seen anything!

The temperature in the hall plummeted to freezing, a cold so penetrating it felt like wind was blowing through one’s bones.

The writhing service staff on the floor was terrified, scared, and in pain, his feet slipping as he tried to get up, but the pain in his stomach was so intense it almost didn’t feel a part of him anymore, leaving him without the strength to rise.

He coughed once and spat out a mouthful of blood.

When he saw the blood on the ground, the panic in his eyes became even more pronounced, and there was a lot more fear.

“Do you understand now?” Baron Lawrence approached him with an expressionless face. He towered over, his long leg stepping on the man’s face. The polished leather shoe was hard and cold, much like the sensation he gave off—icy and unyielding to the core!

The service staff was absolutely petrified and didn’t dare to hide anything anymore, nodding frantically. After more than a dozen nods, he realized he was just nodding and opened his mouth, “I’ll talk… I’ll say everything, I promise!”

He still had blood in his throat, and speaking hurt like a bellows full of holes, but he couldn’t care less about the pain, fearing that speaking too slowly would earn him another blow.

“Who put you up to this?” Who gave him the gall!

“A woman, she gave me 15 thousand dollars, told me to let her know when the guest from V03 came out. I didn’t know what she wanted to do; I just wanted to earn that 15 thousand…”

Baron Lawrence wanted to snap his neck; he barely contained his rage as he leaned down and demanded coldly, “What woman?”

The service staff trembled violently with fear and immediately replied, “I have her photo! I took a picture of her, it’s in my phone, I’ll get it for you!”

“You have a picture?”

“Yes! Yes! I really do! I wouldn’t dare lie to you!”

Baron Lawrence, seeing that the man didn’t seem to be lying, lifted his foot off him.

The service staff, feeling like he had been granted amnesty, scrambled up and took out his phone from his bag, wiped it clean with his sleeve, and with trembling fingertips, unlocked it, and found the hidden photo, “It’s this person.”

When that woman had approached him, she said all he had to do was to give a simple heads-up and he’d get a ‘hardship fee’ of 15 thousand dollars.

After his initial ecstasy, he was still skeptical about such a windfall. Besides, having worked there for many years and seen a fair bit of the world, he was afraid of getting into trouble and becoming a scapegoat.

So, seizing a moment when the woman was not paying attention, he stealthily took a picture with his phone.

Although the photo was rather blurry, it could still serve as evidence in crucial times to prove his innocence.

He had taken the photo casually at the time, never expecting that it would actually come in handy so soon.

“It was her, the person who found me that time. She specifically took me to a place without surveillance and gave me cash. I didn’t feel secure, so I took the photo secretly.” The service staffer handed over his phone.

Baron Lawrence quickly snatched the phone from his hand, and when he clearly saw the person in the photo, his hawk-like eyes suddenly narrowed into sharp pinpoints—

How could it be?

Why would she do such a thing?

Scott Harris, who happened to be standing behind him, caught a glimpse of the person on the phone screen, and when he saw clearly who it was, his face instantly transformed!