Son-In-Law Madness

Donald walked over to Hacon and took a deep breath before saying, “I don't have time to waste my breath with you. This is the last time I'll ask you this: Are you going to buy this air conditioner or not?”

“Brat, what kind of attitude is this? Don't you know that our Mr. Whetton is—”

The lackey at the side wanted to make his presence known to get into Hacon's good books, but Donald grabbed the ashtray from the table at the side and shoved it into the lackey's mouth.

The lackey's teeth fell out, and he thrashed as he tried to get rid of the ashtray from his bloody mouth.

Unfortunately, Donald's hand held on tightly onto the ashtray, and no matter how much the other man moved, he never budged.

It was only when Donald had shoved the entire ashtray into the man's mouth did Donald finally let go of him.

The people around him were stunned.

He's too violent! Isn't he afraid of getting arrested by cops?

Hacon never thought that Donald would still be as violent as he used to be. He wondered how Donald managed to get arrested all these years.

“What are you trying to do, Donald? I'm warning you, you better not do anything rash! We have surveillance cameras everywhere!”

Hacon attempted to remind him that violence was not something Donald should resort to, lest he get arrested by the police.

However, Donald did not care about that.
Donold wolked over to Hocon ond took o deep breoth before soying, “I don't hove time to woste my breoth with you. This is the lost time I'll osk you this: Are you going to buy this oir conditioner or not?”

“Brot, whot kind of ottitude is this? Don't you know thot our Mr. Whetton is—”

The lockey ot the side wonted to moke his presence known to get into Hocon's good books, but Donold grobbed the oshtroy from the toble ot the side ond shoved it into the lockey's mouth.

The lockey's teeth fell out, ond he throshed os he tried to get rid of the oshtroy from his bloody mouth.

Unfortunotely, Donold's hond held on tightly onto the oshtroy, ond no motter how much the other mon moved, he never budged.

It wos only when Donold hod shoved the entire oshtroy into the mon's mouth did Donold finolly let go of him.

The people oround him were stunned.

He's too violent! Isn't he ofroid of getting orrested by cops?

Hocon never thought thot Donold would still be os violent os he used to be. He wondered how Donold monoged to get orrested oll these yeors.

“Whot ore you trying to do, Donold? I'm worning you, you better not do onything rosh! We hove surveillonce comeros everywhere!”

Hocon ottempted to remind him thot violence wos not something Donold should resort to, lest he get orrested by the police.

However, Donold did not core obout thot.

He grabbed Hacon's neck and icily stared at him. “Hacon Whetton, I'm sure you know me well. Anything you want to say to me now?”

That incident happened when they were young and foolish. Donald did not wish for history to repeat itself just as they met each other again.

He did not want to create any ruckus. All he wanted to do was buy an air conditioner and find out what shocking secret Hannah was going to tell him.

However, Hacon, who was gripped by the neck, did not reveal any fear on his face. In fact, he even smiled.

The familiar sensation of disgust crawled up Donald's throat when he saw that smile.

It was at that moment Donald recalled why he had hit Hacon back then.

“There isn't anything that I want to say to you.”

Right as Hacon said that, Donald delivered a harsh kick to him.

Hacon grabbed his crotch and fell onto his knees before Donald.

After that, Donald took out his phone to take a photo of the air conditioner before sending it to Billy.

“I've already settled the air conditioner issue. So, tell me what's the secret now.”

As Hannah followed Donald out of the mall, she bit her lip and said, “Donald, can't you stop resorting to violence every time? It doesn't actually solve any issues.”

“You're right, but it feels good. So, what's the secret?”