My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Byron and Rosalie had no intention of opening the door at all.

Carl was at the door, shouting continuously over and over again.

His voice became more sincere each time, and the fear in his heart increased rapidly.

He looked at his son fiercely, gritted his teeth, and spat. Then, he ruthlessly knuckled his son on the head.

"Ah! Dad, why did you hit me?" the fat boy yelled. He did not know why his father, who had always been fiercer than others, suddenly became so humble.

Barely giving his son time to come back to his senses, Carl roared again. "Kneel, kneel right away! Beg President Lawrence and Miss Jacobs for forgiveness."

The fat boy hesitated and shook his head in reluctance. "Why do I have to apologize? I didn’t do anything! Isn't the little girl alright?"

Not a shred of remorse at all!

his son's face several times in succession, making him scream

The commotion was

no remorse at all. I'll never

end, Byron called the front desk of the hotel. Several security guards came over

hotel, Carl muttered, “Looks like the Lawrence family isn’t going to accept an apology. Well, since I’ve already apologized and the police have already handled the case, that's it then. It's better if they don't want my

thought it

next time. Don't mess with someone

I thought you were afraid of President Lawrence just now. He doesn't seem that great

pretending. Anyway, the ability to settle matters is a superpower! You must remember that well." Carl changed

a van suddenly drove toward

and clad in black, jumped out of the van and dragged

be heard as the

city, somewhere in the wilderness. The van door opened. The father and son were both bruised and swollen, and they were called

"Have mercy. Please let us go.