Son-In-Law Madness

Chapter 202

She approached Donald as she talked and reached out her hand in an attempt to tap Donald’s face. “Young man, you still have a long way to go. Don’t be too smug and ruin yourself.”

Donald’s eyes flashed with a cold glint. He grabbed her right arm and slowly exerted force on it.

Yvonne let out a wail from the excruciating pain as she felt her arm almost wringing off.

Donald merely eyed the woman impassively.

If it were not for him not wishing to kill someone in front of Jennifer, Yvonne would have been dead by now.

“Let her go!” Christian bellowed. He reached for a stool and hurled it at Donald.

However, the stool exploded into tiny wooden bits mid-air and scattered all over the floor.

“Jason, come over and clean up the mess,” Donald uttered in an expressionless face.

A middle-aged man rushed into the room right away.

He had arrived at the place much earlier, but he had been hiding outside and dared not enter the room because Yvonne was his mistress, and his favorite one at that.

But… she’s offended Lord Campbell.

at her hair and dragged her to one side to reprimand her, “You bitch! Don’t pull me under the bus even if you have a death wish. How

say,

the grim look on Jason’s face as he shot a death glare in her direction. He’s looking at me as if I’m a

me as possible. Otherwise, I’m going to kill

and gone was the vicious look on his

and the entire Wilson family watched in stumped

he was about to kill Yvonne with the

He was as courteous and respectful as one could

even say that Jason was trying

he’s just a security

impudent and ignorant. However, he dared not expose Donald’s identity. He grew so exasperated that veins popped on his

Yvonne right

five and six years, and the latter had given her more than ten million over the years. Not only that, but Jason also told Yvonne to give

dissipated into thin air right

of living in a big mansion and driving

Donald as they tried to make sense of everything that was going on, especially

regret started to

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It was almost instinctive.