Chapter 425 His Realm, Money Is Like Paper!

Book:A King Reborn in Shadows Published:2024-6-4

“Apologize to her? You…” Kseniya couldn’t help but grow furious upon hearing those words.
But when she saw the murderous look on Flynn’s face, she swallowed her words.
Jaylin had already sided with Flynn, and if she didn’t back down, she probably wouldn’t be able to leave this place.
“I’m sorry! I promise to bury your mother’s ashes in their original place,” Kseniya reluctantly said.
Trusova spoke softly and humbly, “Kseniya, it’s been five years since that incident. Can’t we let it go?”
“I just want to live my life peacefully, ensuring that you won’t see me again. Is that acceptable?”
“Let it go? Maybe in the next lifetime!” Kseniya retorted, then turned and left the room.
Ismael and the others were still in the living room, dumbfounded.
Flynn impatiently waved his hand, saying, “You all can leave as well!”
Like receiving a general pardon, everyone hurriedly scrambled out of the room, disappearing in a flash.
Ismael was at a loss for words, on the verge of tears.
He had lost on the basketball court, and Cox had returned empty-handed without helping Frederick.
He had thought that with the backing of the Spencer family, he could slap Flynn’s face hard, but he hadn’t expected that even the Spencer family couldn’t suppress him.
In the end, his knee was shattered, and his palm was crushed. He would be crippled for the rest of his life and unable to play basketball.
Flynn turned to Jaylin and said calmly, “Trusova wants to terminate her contract. Get everything settled today, and make sure she receives every penny of the wages owed to her.”
Jaylin nodded repeatedly, answering, “Mr. Clark, rest assured, I’ll take care of it right away!”
Flynn nodded and then turned to Brady, asking, “Weren’t you Barney’s bodyguard? Why didn’t you return to the East Sea?”
Brady, facing Great Grandmaster, couldn’t afford to neglect him and respectfully replied, “Great Grandmaster, there is an old friend of Mr. Spencer’s who is hospitalized in Niarak. His condition is critical, and he asked me to come and visit.”
Suddenly, Jaylin exclaimed, “Oh!” and quickly said to Brady, “Mr. Clark is highly skilled in medicine, why don’t we invite him to go and have a look?”
Upon hearing this, Brady’s face changed drastically, and he hurriedly put on a smile, saying, “Great Grandmaster, the matter in Niarak is already settled. I need to take Mr. Spencer back to the East Sea, so I won’t disturb you any longer!”
After speaking, he smiled at Trusova, grabbed Jaylin’s arm, and quickly left the room.
As the group left the residential complex, Jaylin couldn’t help but ask in confusion, “Brady, did I say something wrong just now? Mr. Clark is a friend of the Spencer family, what’s the problem with inviting him to help?”
“Mrs. Sheppard is the president’s mother of the Dragon Creek Society, and if Mr. Clark can cure her illness, he can receive a generous reward.”
“I was trying to find a source of income for him!”
Brady sighed heavily, feeling helpless, and said, “Who is Mr. Clark? Great Grandmaster, he is Mr. Price’s master! Do you think he lacks money?”
“At his level, money is like paper!”
“Please don’t impose your own thoughts on someone who is a master of medicine and martial arts, a truly terrifying figure.”
“And another thing! The governor clearly stated that you can’t engage in business. What’s the deal with Dingda Technologies?”
“Quickly disassociate yourself from it, and don’t ever contact Ismael again!”
Brady had followed Barney for over ten years, serving as both the Spencer family’s steward and Barney’s bodyguard. His words carried weight.
Jaylin could only reluctantly agree and took out his phone to call Ismael, ordering him to agree to Trusova’s contract termination and then find a buyer for Dingda Technologies.
The group got into the car and headed towards the East Sea.
Inside the rental house.
“Mr. Clark, you’ve saved me repeatedly, and I don’t know how to thank you enough,” Trusova said, still in shock.
It felt like everything was a dream.
Flynn waved his hand casually and said, “It was just a small favor. Is your rib still hurting?”
Trusova replied, “It’s a little fractured, the doctor told me to rest for a while.”
“Lie down on the sofa, let me take a look,” Flynn said.
Trusova directly took off her top and lay down on the sofa.
Black, front-closing, thin-strap bra, lifting the two prominent peaks high up, making the already fair skin appear even fairer.
On the flat abdomen, there was actually a pierced pearl, giving off a sexy and wild vibe.
Flynn couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
So bold?
His gaze shifted, falling on the bruise below the right breast mound.
A purplish-blue patch.
“Is it convenient like this? Should I take off the bra?” Trusova smiled lightly, exuding charm.
Flynn couldn’t help but be stunned, waving his hands repeatedly.
“No need, I’ve seen enough, uh… I mean, this is fine.”
After speaking, he supported the bottom of the bra with one hand and pressed down on the most severe area of the bruise with the other.
“Is the pain under the skin or in the bone?” Flynn asked.
Trusova frowned in pain.
“The skin hurts, and the bone hurts a bit too.”
“It’s probably a fractured rib here, the fifth rib,” Flynn nodded.
His finger moved up and pressed on the fourth rib. “What about here?”
“It hurts a little too.”
“The fourth and fifth ribs are injured,” Flynn nodded.
His finger moved up again, reaching the edge of the right breast mound, and Flynn lifted it slightly.
Since the bra was a push-up type, it was tight.
Flynn exerted a bit too much force while lifting, and with a “click,” the front clasp connecting the two cups opened!
In an instant, two volleyballs broke free, bouncing up and down!
Boom!
Flynn’s eyes widened, quickly turning his head away.
“It’s okay,” Trusova’s face turned crimson as she pursed her lips and fastened the front clasp.
“I’m done looking, put your clothes back on!” Flynn touched his chin, pretending to be profound.
“Your injuries are mainly on the skin, let me think about what medicine to use.”
Trusova put on her blouse. “You take your time to think, I’ll go cook. You must have lunch here.”
She stood up and walked past Flynn.
Her light brown silk trousers were loose, and her buttocks bounced up and down with each step.
Flynn raised an eyebrow again, let out a heavy sigh, and began writing a prescription on the table.
Before long, Trusova brought four stir-fried dishes.
It had to be said that this foreign girl had good culinary skills. During her years in Ostrad, she had fully mastered the essence of stir-frying.
However, compared to Scarlet’s cooking skills, she was still a bit lacking.
“After the meal, follow this prescription to get the medicine. Boil it into a paste and apply it to the wound. It will provide relief within a day.”
Flynn handed over the prescription and asked, “Do you miss home?”
Trusova picked up a bite of food for Flynn, her voice tinged with sadness.
“The conditions here are better than my hometown, but I still dream of my hometown every day.”
“Dazelian Quicksilver Valley, Belmamette Plateau, Sylvan Falls. I can dream of so many places.”
Flynn nodded and said, “When Rose takes everything back, we can go there and have fun for a few days.”
Trusova didn’t say a word.
She knew that as long as the Bazayev family was still there, that dream was unattainable.
She would never be able to go back in this lifetime.
Just then, Matteo called.
“Flynn, everything going smoothly lately? Even if you’re busy, you should come home for meals!”
Flynn didn’t know how to respond for a moment, so he replied, “Mr. Kaur, the company is indeed busy.”
Matteo responded with an “Oh” and said, “I know you need to nurture your relationship with Madeline, but as a man, you should take the initiative.”
As Flynn listened, he felt increasingly awkward.
And a little worried.
What if Matteo knew that they were getting a divorce? He would probably be devastated because he truly wanted them to be together!
“Understood, Mr. Kaur.” What else could Flynn say?
Matteo laughed, “That’s the spirit! Quickly win over my daughter and give me a chubby little grandchild next year!”
“Oh, by the way, you wanted to know more about your mother’s past, right?”
“Do you have time today? I’ll introduce you to someone. She was your mother’s best friend in college and knows more than I do!”