Lloyd pleaded.

Sanford snorted, applying more pressure to Lloyd’s chest.

“How dare you withhold my woman’s money? You’re asking for trouble!”

To Lloyd, Sanford’s handsome face was intimidating.

“Please, have merc:

He whimpered in pain, realizing Sanford wasn’t merely making an empty threat.

a

his foot and hauled Lloyd

money? How will you

choke out, reaching for his phone

here,” Sanford

lit up

instructed,

Lloyd. “Hurry up, and stop

“Fine, fine.”

to refuse, reluctantly transferred

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