Riches in Disguise

Chapter 381
The young woman before me was quite bold.
I chuckled. "Do you think calling the police will help? If it did, would you still be here? The crimes they've committed would, at
most, get them locked up for a month, and they'd be out on bail in no time. By then, their revenge on you would be far more
brutal."
"Bring it on!" The young lady glared at me fiercely, and her eyes were full of ferocity. "Come at me if you dare! I'll fight you to the
death!"
The two thugs laughed mockingly.
"Brat, stop wasting time with her. We've tried the carrot and the stick, but she's as stubborn as a mule. That's why we gagged
her," one of them said.
Another person added, "Exactly. Let's wait for Marcus to erase the footage and handle it himself."
It was laughable how those two still assumed I was on their side.
I ignored them and turned to the young lady. "Is it really necessary to take this so far? Tell me what sort of apology or
compensation you want from them. If I can make it happen, let's put this matter to rest and move on. What do you think?"

She sneered coldly when she heard that. "Alright! Let me tell you exactly what I want. I want that guy Marcus to kneel before me
and apologize for his actions. Next, I want him to bash his head open and pay ten times the cost of my medical bills, along with
half a month's lost income."
She continued, "I'm a commercial model. With my head injured like this, I'll lose out on at least three commercial shoots. Each
shoot pays eight thousand dollars, so that's 24 thousand dollars! With the tenfold medical compensation, that's a total of 29
thousand dollars!"
I laughed lightly. "Is that all you're asking for?"
Honestly, I didn't expect her to be so lenient. If it were me, I'd ask for at least a million straightaway.
The young lady frowned. "Enough with the empty talk. You're talking as if you can actually pull it off!"

I smiled and said, "I can make it happen. It's not a big deal. Here's my suggestion. Marcus and all his men will bash their heads
in front of you. Each will pay you ten thousand dollars, and Marcus will pay an extra 30 thousand. Does that work for you?"
She froze and stared at me in disbelief. "I've experienced all kinds of negotiations, but I've never seen anyone deliberately raise
the price like this. Are you out of your mind?"
"I'm helping you, and you're still insulting me?" I retorted.
Her face was filled with skepticism. "Let's see if you actually do it! Stop spouting empty promises!"
"Fine." I stood up and turned to face the two thugs. "To earn her trust, why don't you two take the lead?

Kneel and apologize. Then, bashnet
your own heads and pay her ten thousand dollars each. Does that sound good?"
The two thugs stared at me in bewilderment.
"What's wrong with you?" one of them asked.
"You can't be serious," another chimed in.
I responded earnestly, "Do I look like I'm joking?"
They were left even more perplexed.
I waved them over. "Come on. Stop wasting time. If you don't come over now, I'll have no choice but to call someone to drag you
here. It'll be even more humiliating, and you might get hurt. You'd better burry before I lose my temper."
The two stared at me in stunned silence for a long moment, slowly coming to
terms with the fact that I was serious.
After what felt like ages, one of them swallowed hard and asked, "Who sent you, brat? Are you seriously
turning against us? What kind of
nonsense is this?"

I smiled. "You really believed it when I said Marcus sent me? I came on my own
just to help this young lady."
As I spoke, I went ahead and untied the ropes that were binding her.
It wasn't until that moment that she finally seemed to believe I was there to help. Nervously, she asked, "W-Who are you? Why
are you helping me?"
"Why not? Do I need a reason? If you need one, I'll say that I'm doing this in the name of... justice!" I replied.
Naturally, that was just an excuse.