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.

knew his priorities and dashed over to Yvonne’s side right away. He tugged 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

to say, Yvonne was

he shot a death glare in her direction.

far from me as possible. Otherwise, I’m going to kill you!” Jason chided with a contorted look on

turned around, and gone was the vicious look on his face. “Mr. Campbell, I

the entire Wilson

was about to kill Yvonne with the livid look

He was as courteous and respectful as one

even say that Jason was trying to

a security guard,”

so exasperated that veins popped on his forehead as he bellowed, “So what if he’s a

Yvonne right then

been Jason’s mistress for about 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 then, and she was

living in a big mansion and driving a

Linda, and Kevin narrowed their eyes at Donald as they tried to make sense of everything that was going

sense of regret started to fill

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It was almost instinctive.