Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1745: Chapter 1735: Don’t Let Me Hear Any Gossip Spread

The bar manager at least had some experience and quickly explained, "Sir, we truly had no prior knowledge of this matter. I had no idea the bartender had the guts to do something like this. This issue really has nothing to do with the bar..."

He probably heard about what the bartender did, but being a man himself, and in a bar setting, he had seen plenty of these things. As long as it didn’t cause trouble, he’d usually turn a blind eye.

But he didn’t expect things to blow up today.

"Oh?"

The bar manager’s heart leaped to his throat. He wiped his sweat, swearing, "I really didn’t know about this, the bar had no knowledge of it whatsoever!"

The man with a cigarette in his mouth clicked the lighter shut and looked at him. The bar manager was so scared his breath almost stopped when he heard him say, "I can pretend you were unaware, but the condition is that I don’t hear any rumors spreading. Besides..."

"What?"

"Clear out the bar’s surveillance videos. If I find out anything has leaked, I won’t go after anyone else, I’ll come for you."

Come for you!

The bar manager’s legs went weak!

He nodded frantically, "Nothing will get out, nothing happened today."fr.e ewebno.vel .com

Oscar was pleased with his understanding, added casually, "Your bartender at the bar should almost be replaced. Besides, the drink he mixed made my fiancée feel unwell. You should consider compensating 150 thousand."

"I want the money within a month."

The reason he let go of the bartender so easily, without firing a shot, was not because he was the only one knocked out cold. But how convenient is it for a cripple to come up with 150 thousand?

There are plenty of ways in this world to make life worse than death.

What if the bar manager couldn’t come up with 150 thousand? Obviously, let the troublemaker bring it out.

No need for him to do anything, that man will already taste the suffering worse than death.

He just needs to give that man a glimmer of hope when he’s at his worst. When he finally fills with hope, trample him into hell with a foot!

Oscar stubbed out his cigarette, didn’t even glance at the stunned bar manager, got in his car.

The bar manager stared as the car drove off, his face looking as if he’d swallowed a fly. He couldn’t suppress his rage and ordered the security guard, "Get that bartender over here for me! Damn it! I want to ask him what trouble he’s caused for me! Also, that 150 thousand, he needs to get it for me! If he doesn’t, I’ll kill his whole family!"

"Manager, what about the other two people..."

"Send them to the hospital! You can’t see, can you? Even if I want to deal with those two, I need to keep them alive first, only then can I settle scores with them later!"

After cursing, he dispersed the crowd, irritably walked towards the bar.

With such a big incident happening today, he needs to call the boss and report. See if the boss has any connections to settle this.

And as for the surveillance video, hurry and destroy it.fre(e)webnove.l.c.om

Lest any rumors spread outside and blame falls on him.

His heart was full of anger; he walked to the restroom after handling these two matters.

Took a glance at the weak man, who was still unconscious and tied to a chair, he instructed the thugs, "Splash him with ice water, wake him up!"

"Yes, Brother Drake."

A bucket of ice water was poured down—

The man who was knocked unconscious suddenly opened his eyes in cold shock, awaiting him was a beating worse than death.