Jimmy thought for a while.His head still hurt a little, but when he thought of the discomfort he had felt when they were checking his stomach just now to find out why he had thrown up, he blanked out for a moment.

Then, he shook his head and replied, "It doesn't hurt anymore, Mommy: Jimmy's mother heaved a sigh of relief at once.

The woman, who had been rather flustered deep down just now, finally put her heart at ease.

She said, "It's fine as long as it doesn't hurt anymore.Your classmate's mother doesn't seem like a good person.I bet she doesn't even have a doctor's license, right? Yet she kept spouting nonsense.Serves them right that her child can't attend classes in school anymore!"

After saying that, she bent down, picked up Jimmy, and went home.

In a gym somewhere.

Jordan found all of Cherry's information in no time.

He frowned as he stared at Nora's name in the field listing the name of the child's mother, and asked his subordinate , Doesn't she have a father? I don't hit women 

The man answered, "No, she doesn't.”

Jordan fell silent for a moment.

Then, he let out a 'hmph' and said, "People who can send their kids to that kindergarten aren't from ordinary families, either.Find out which family they belong to.If they are just ordinary people...then inform my wife to drop it, lest they say we're using our power to bully them!"

"Okay” After his subordinate left, someone walked in and said, "Mr.Hoffman, that Anderson kid is here again.’’ Jordan's expression immediately turned cold.

"He actually has the guts to come again? Tsk! Let him in!"

At the door.

A limping Logan stood there with his eyes downcast.

The dark basement was dim and messy.

The young man with an untamed look on his countenance stuck out like a sore thumb in the noisy environment.

He waited until someone summoned him before he finally stepped forward and limped into the room.

After going in, Logan lowered his head at once and said, "Mr.Hoffman."

Jordan let out an icy snort and said, "Our sportsbook isn't a joke"

kept his eyes

races weren't

and gambling were all underground

racing sportsbook operated solely

that Logan had earned

been the top car

the wealthy placed their bets there

in three days, but I’m afraid my foot won't be recovering in time for

does that have

got off the gym equipment and

a bottle of iced water, unscrewed the

his foot

if I participate in the race.I'm sure the players would feel very strongly about this, so I'd like to

Jordan sneered.

bone fractures and muscle tears to heal.Are you sure you‘Il be fine in

"Yes, I am."

"Even if I'm not, I can still participate in

gamble, yet you have the audacity to allow yourself to get hurt? You lost the last race, right? I heard that you've even sold your sports car.Are the Andersons

own actions.The Andersons

time and personally go to the players to

a sigh of

"Thank you!"

to pay off the huge losses from

millions of dollars on him, would probably kill him! At this point, someone suddenly stepped forward and said “ I've found the information,

his cell phone with

eyes widened when he

laugh and

at Logan

who was about

he looked back at

him boorish and unreasonable, but to be honest, after interacting with him

that he was a little protective of

unreasonable when people he

had come over to beg

He asked hesitantly, "Mr.Hoffman?"

"How is Nora Smith related

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