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

car races weren't

and gambling were

racing sportsbook operated solely with Jordan's name as a

that Logan had earned over

had always been the top car

placed their bets there

however, shifted his weak and limp foot and said, "The next race is in three days, but I’m afraid my foot won't be recovering in time for

have to do with

gym equipment

iced water, unscrewed the cap, and gulped it

shifted his

would feel very strongly about this, so I'd like to ask Mr.Hoffman for help in postponing the race for a month so

Jordan sneered.

takes a hundred days for bone fractures and muscle tears to heal.Are

"Yes, I am."

if I'm not, I can still participate in the

have already known when you first came here that no one can change their bets in our sportsbook.For racers like you, your bodies are also a type of 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

answer for my own actions.The Andersons and I are separate

Jordan, will help you out this time and personally go to

a sigh

"Thank you!"

pay off the huge losses from the last race by selling his sports

had seen potential in him, as well as the people who had placed bets worth millions of dollars on him, would probably kill him! At this point, someone suddenly stepped forward and said “ I've found the

cell phone with Nora's profile displayed to

eyes widened when he saw the

out a cold laugh and handed the

suddenly lashed out at Logan and said, "l take

about to leave, was

abruptly and he looked back at him.Everyone in the underworld was

honest, after interacting with him for some time, Logan felt

just that he was

when people he considered

had come over to

He asked hesitantly, "Mr.Hoffman?"

is Nora Smith related to

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