Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 435
Marshall pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.
’Are you coming or not?" Vermont asked.
'Where are we going exactly?"
’I'll pick you up at your office."
"Okay. See you later," Marshall responded.
Seeing that Stella was still holding the phone to her ear, the man with the scar got impatient. "Are you done?” he asked.
"Yeah."
Stella lowered her arms, pursed her lips, and said, "Wait here. My friend will come over soon, and we'll discuss the IOU when
he's here. Also, ask your men to get out of the way so the nurse can plug in the ventilator."
The man hesitated, but he didn't budge. "We will get out of the way when we get our money," he said. Stella's face turned ugly. "I
assure you I won't run from the debt. But don't think you can escape if anything happens to my mom!"
The man with the scar sneered, stepped forward, and grabbed her chin, ’ Are you threatening me, little girl?" Stella suddenly felt
a dense layer of goosebumps on her skin and hit the man in reflex. Slap! The sound was loud and clear.
The tattooed man pulled Stella's hair and slapped her, "Bitch! My boss was just talking to you. Why the hell did you do that?
Apologize!"
Stella did not hear what the other party said at all. Their strength was incomparable. Stella's head buzzed after the slap; half her
face was painful and numb. As if she went deaf; she could not hear anything.
Seeing that she did not speak, the tattooed man became even angrier. "Are you fucking deaf? I told you to apologize to my
boss!”
As he said that, he raised his hand again, but the man was violently kicked from behind before he could strike a blow. The force
of the kick was so great that it sent the tattooed man flying, hitting the radiotherapy machine on the bed. Everything fell to the
ground with a loud crash.

Several people there were momentarily stunned as they turned their heads to look behind them.
It was Vermont. He shook his legs, let out a "tsk," and looked at the man coldly. "You should be thankful I've been behind at my
boxing practices recently. Otherwise, I'm not sure if you'd get out of here alive."
The tattooed man's head hit the machine, and a swollen lump appeared. His lumbar spine had in sharp pain as if it had been
broken. It was so painful that he couldn't get up for some time.
Marshall stepped forward and helped Stella up. Her hair was a mess after the slap, so he brushed it away. A big red handprint
was visible on the left side of her cheek. Blood seeped through the corners of her lips due to her teeth crashing into the insides
of her mouth.
Marshall's eyes instantly became cold. Stella gently pushed his hand away. She did not care why Marshall was there; all that
mattered was the group of men there. "I'm fine. They have a stack of lOUs, saying my mother owes them money. But their
signatures are not in my mother’s handwriting," she whispered to Marshall.
"Got it," Marshall said softly, pulling her behind him. "Leave it to me."
The man with the scar looked at the two men dressed in expensive suits and said, "Surely, attacking my friend the minute you
arrive isn't appropriate, right, gentlemen?"
'Is it appropriate for you to attack a woman whose strength is incomparable to yours?" Vermont laughed angrily.
"My friend's emotions got the better of him, and I couldn't stop him in time. ’ The man with the scar paused and said, "Are the two
of you here to pay back the money her mother owed us?"
When Vermont heard that, he stepped back and said to Marshall, "You go."
Stella was speechless. 'Why does it seem like Vermont is trying to get out of this because he is afraid of paying back the
money?'
Marshall glanced around the crowd and said calmly, "Where's the lOUs?"
The man with the scar thought that Marshall looked friendly and negotiable. He liked his vibe, so he took copies of the lOUs from
his bag and handed them to Marshall.

'We're not here to cause trouble, bro. We're just making a living. Suppose you can pay it back, then good. But don't stand in our
way if you can't.’