Slumdog Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 29

Chapter 29 I’ll Take Care of It

“The Internet café is mine,” Hazel said indifferently.

Gerald was stunned. It was reasonable that Hazel didn’t allow Gerald to surf the Internet here because it was her

Internet café.

Gerald coughed and said, “All right. Then I’ll go.

“Also, stay away from Audrey,” Hazel snorted coldly. “As long as I see you by her side, I will beat you up every time I

see you.”

Gerald turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Hazel’s fighting skills were not bad. She had practiced fighting since she was a child, but her skills were nothing in

front of Gerald.

Gerald shrugged indifferently and planned to walk towards the door.

Bang!

At this time, there was a loud sound. Gerald was surprised and looked at the door. At the door, several people were approaching upstairs.

The leading man was Decker of Radiance Bar. A bald middle–aged man with a swollen face and a bandaged arm was

beside him.

Gerald was slightly surprised. He did not leave but walked to the empty seat next to him. He pulled out a chair and sat down while looking at a good show.

Hazel saw Gerald’s expression and snorted coldly. Then she looked at Decker without fear.

“Hazel, you have guts,” Decker sneered. The person behind him walked in. He kicked away whatever he saw on the

way. It was obvious that they were here to pick up a fight.

“Don’t kick around. If you need a cup of coffee or a computer to surf the Internet, just give me your card. Otherwise,

get out.” Hazel snorted without being too afraid. She just stood there.

Decker looked at Hazel and sneered. He asked the middle–aged man next to him, “It was this girl, right?”

The bald middle–aged man nodded and said, “That’s right.”

Hazel looked at the middle–aged man and frowned slightly.

“Hazel, I am polite to you when you’re a customer in my bar. And I always give you a discount,” Decker sneered. “But

Mr. Croke is my uncle’s guest. I think you should know very well what kind of person my uncle is. Mr. Croke was drinking in my bar. Why did you beat him up?

“If you don’t give me an explanation today, I’m afraid this Internet café of yours won’t be able to open again.” Decker looked at Hazel.

Hazel sneered, “This old fellow tried to touch me. Why are you blaming me?”

Decker glanced at Hazel and said with a sneer, “You wear such sexy clothes to go to the bar every day. Isn’t it just for people to see? Isn’t it just to hook up with handsome guys? You can tease men. How couldn’t men tease you?”

Gerald nodded in agreement and thought, that sounds reasonable.

Hazel sneered, “He asked me to drink. I rejected him, but he touched me. That was why I beat him.”

The middle–aged man stood there and snorted, “Decker, do as you see fit.”

Decker looked at the middle–aged man with fear, then he looked at Hazel and said, “Who cares why you did it? In short, you beat Mr. Croke, and this matter will not end. Mr. Herman will have to be polite to Mr. Croke if he is here.”

Gerald looked at the middle–aged man in surprise. It could be seen that this man was probably the same as Decker’s uncle. The man used to be a gangster, and Gerald could feel the ruthlessness in his body.

Gerald looked at the man up and down, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved up.

Hazel frowned and said, “Then what do you want to do? I’ll compensate you.”

Gerald was surprised. He did not expect Hazel to admit defeat with her character.

It was obvious that no one dared provoke Decker’s uncle in Los Angeles.

“Compensate? Are we short of money?” Decker looked at Hazel and said. “One night, you accompany Mr. Croke for one night. This matter can be over. Otherwise, your Internet café and your father’s boxing gym will not be able to