"Get lost!"
Victor Kane, the ringleader, slapped me three times. My face swelled instantly.
"I'm talking to you!" he barked.
I stayed silent.
My mother, who had always prided herself on being a woman of refinement, fell to her knees. She sobbed so hard she could barely breathe.
"Mr. Victor! Please have mercy. This debt is mine. It has nothing to do with my child." My father, who always said real men did not cry, had tears in his eyes.
"Screw you! Who are you to lecture me?"
Victor kicked my father. The pain twisted my father's face.
He gasped out, "This girl works for the Graves Corporation! Her boss is Adrian himself. For the Mr. Graves's sake, please."
Another kick.
Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"Don't you dare mention the Graves Corporation CEO to me." Victor spa
