People were shocked now, not even confused while Ian continued to hit his head against the floor.
Shock kept Betty incoherent for a while. When she later got herself, she hurried to help Ian up.
"Mr William, what are you doing? Please, you have to get up."
Ian felt reluctant. "Please, forgive me. Have mercy on us. Forgive my stupid nephew."
Damien was confused. Was his uncle pleading on his behalf?
Drey huffed. "Do you know what your nephew did? He said Betty should spend three days with him so he can spare me."
"What!" Ian thundered, anger showing up in his eyes again.
He turned to Damien. "Did you say that? Seriously?"
Damien tried to speak but his mouth just moved, and no words formed.
Ian's gaze searched around him quickly. Anger was boiling in him at a faster rate. He grabbed
