If Austin poured the water, they would be severely burnt from head to toe.
Rock surrendered.
"I apologize. I ship the goods. I compensate!"
But Austin didn't intend to let him go easily. He stepped on his back and pressed down hard.
"You have missed the best time to apologize. Now you must beg Miss Bosson to ask for her forgiveness."
Rock roared angrily, "Don't go too far. I won't beg her!"
"Boom!"
Austin exerted a little force on his feet. Rock was trampled on the ground.
"You should have thought of this when you stopped the supply and insulted her and her mother. You owe her."
The kettle was tilted, and the scalding hot water was precisely poured onto his right hand.
The skin was burned off.
Rock yelled in pain, "Stop! Stop quickly! I will beg for her forgiveness."
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