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.

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

say,

Jason’s face as he shot a death glare in her direction. He’s looking

from me as possible. Otherwise, I’m going to kill you!” Jason

look on his face.

and the entire Wilson family

kill Yvonne with

talking to Donald, Jason’s attitude changed completely. He was as courteous and respectful as one could

even say that Jason

a security guard,”

strangle her alive for being impudent and ignorant. However, he dared not expose Donald’s identity. He grew so exasperated that veins popped

dumped Yvonne right then and

the years. Not only that, but Jason also told Yvonne to give him some time as he promised to marry her and make her his

dissipated into thin air right then, and she was left with

were her dreams of living in a

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

sense of regret started to fill his

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It was almost instinctive.