Chapter 83: Tell Mayor Smith, What Have You Done
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“Mom, it…it…it, it’s him!” Finn Smith on the sofa suddenly started shaking, pointing at the person at the door and shouting excitedly.
Mrs. Smith felt a chill in her heart but still asked him, “What about him?”
“The person who hit is him!”
After saying that, he realized he was at his own ho. He cald down a bit and spitefully said.
“Dad, it was him who hit , and he said he wouldn’t let our family go.”
Mayor Smith knew he was trouble, but he didn’t expect him to bring all hell down on them! Fuming, his face turned red, and he roared, “Shut up!”
Mrs. Smith imdiately protected Finn and fought back, “Why are you yelling at our child? He’s still young. Speak kindly.”
“Speak kindly? I wish I could whip him dead right now!” This ti, Mayor Smith was genuinely furious, looking ferocious. Even Mrs. Smith, who usually ruled the roost at ho, was scared, holding Finn’s head and not daring to fight back.
Mayor Smith, angry as he was, knew that now was not the ti to be angry. His facial muscles twitched, and he forced out a smile, apologizing in a low voice, “Lord, my son is ignorant. If he has offended you, I apologize. Sorry. I hope you can let him off this ti, for my sake.”
“Ignorant?” The person who ca was none other than Baron Lawrence. He savoured these three words, his noble eagle eyes icy cold, “It seems Mayor Smith doesn’t know what your young master did.”
“Don’t…don’t…don’t grab , Uncle Smith…” While speaking, Scott Harris had already caught Martin Harper, who was attempting to sneak away. Martin turned pale with fear, struggling with all his might. But his feeble strength was no match for Scott Harris, who firmly held him and threw him in front of Baron Lawrence.
With a thud, Martin fell headfirst onto the floor.
His instincts told him of the danger, and without worrying about appearances, he tried to flee, crawling and rolling.
As a result, just as he got up, soone kicked him, sending him flying back onto the ground.
“Ugh…” He groaned in pain, twitching and rolling on the floor. Like a shelled tortoise, he tried to get back up, rolling around.
Unfortunately, things didn’t go as he’d hoped.
The next second, the ruthless man stepped on his stomach.
“Ah!” Martin scread in agony, turning the faces of others in the villa white.
“Tell Mayor Smith what you did.” The cold voice seed to co from hell itself, but everyone could sense the fury hidden beneath his calm, “Speak!”
Martin, covered in sweat from the pain, dared not hide anything any longer and recounted everything that happened in the room. This ti, he explained in full what they had done. Every word he said made the air colder. By the end, the atmosphere was nearly frozen solid!
How dare they treat Enna Clark like this!
Baron Lawrence could not contain his anger, kicking the man on the ground.
“Ah—” Martin flew out like a broken kite, hit the wall, and collapsed back to the ground, unconscious.
The scene was too bloody and violent; the faces of everyone present, other than Scott Harris, turned pale.
Especially Finn Smith, who trembled like a leaf in the wind after seeing Martin’s fate. He gripped Mrs. Smith’s clothes tightly, crying in terror, “Mom, mom…”
Mrs. Smith was also scared. Her thick makeup couldn’t hide her pale face as she looked at Mayor Smith with a pleading gaze.
“Does Mayor Smith understand now?”
He was dressed all in black, as if he was going to rge with the darkness. The handso, chiseled face was devoid of any expression, and his deep features were even sharper than a blade..
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