"No, I'm not going! Let go of me!" Larry looked at Donald in horror and struggled desperately. "Grandma, help! I don't want to go to the police office with my dad! I don't want to..." he shouted, struggling to run to Olena.
Seeing that Donald dragged her grandson like a dead dog, Olena went up and separated them angrily.
From Larry’s reaction, Donald was more certain that he was lying. He glared angrily at him and roared, panting, "You b*stard, tell me what the hell is going on! Why did you lose so much money? If you dare to lie again, I’ll kill you!"
"Even if you killed me, you would have to help me pay off the debt." Larry couldn't help retorting when he heard his father’s harsh words.
Donald was so angry that he rushed over and raised his hand. However, before his palm could land on
