You Fukcing Idiot!
Jasper was so shocked, he could only stare blankly for a moment. When he regained his senses, he blinked, looking at Scholtz with confusion.

"W-what do you... mean, Sir?" he asked hesitantly.

Smack!

Scholtz slapped him hard again.

"How was it? Now you understand?!" Scholtz roared.

Jasper fell silent again, this time he shut his mouth tight. But honestly, he still didn't understand. He thought by reporting what Scott had done, he'd get appreciation, maybe even a reward, from Scholtz. But then what? He got slapped twice!

"Listen carefully, okay? This gentleman is the one who saved me from an assassination attempt a few days ago. I owe him. You better watch your attitude and your words in front of him. You understand?!" Scholtz said, pressing his index finger against Jasper's chest.

Jasper's face flushed red with anger; he couldn't stand being yelled at like that in front of a distinguished visitor like Balfour. But of course, he couldn't vent his anger.

As for what Scholtz
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