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"

his eyes

car races weren't

gambling were all underground

sportsbook operated solely with Jordan's

the money that Logan had earned over the years came

had always been the top car racer

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

that have

gym equipment and walked

picked up a bottle of iced water, unscrewed the cap, and gulped it all down

his foot

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

Jordan sneered.

it takes a hundred days for bone fractures and muscle tears to heal.Are you sure you‘Il be fine in just a

"Yes, I am."

I'm not, I can still participate

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

for my own actions.The Andersons and I

I admire young men like you! Alright, I, Jordan, will help you out this time and personally go to the players to explain things to them.I'm

a

"Thank you!"

off the huge losses from the last

bookies who 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

man handed his cell phone with Nora's

eyes widened when he

and

suddenly lashed out at Logan

about

back at him.Everyone in the underworld was afraid

interacting with him for

was just that he was a

only unreasonable when people

was why he had come over to beg him for

He asked hesitantly, "Mr.Hoffman?"

"How is Nora Smith related to

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