Alexander was slightly taken aback, his face showing a hint of helplessness: "Mom, I know. I will... just wait a little longer."
Mrs. Reynolds wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, nodding.
She knew her son had a hard time, and she didn't want to burden him further.
At that moment, a few thugs came over and kicked over the stove.
The customers having breakfast quickly scattered.
"Well, well, Alexander, I didn't expect to see you here today."
The young man leading the group had a sinister smile, his hands in his pockets, looking arrogant.
Alexander stepped in front of his mother, his face cold as he stared at the young man: "Tommy, what do you want?"
Alexander's eyes seemed ready to burst. Before him stood none other than Tommy Marshall.
Tommy's face was filled with a mocki
