Chapter 842 I Can Tell You Everything
- Wrapping her hands around Donald's thigh, she pleaded, “Sir, he's my husband. He's just curious about what you're talking about and bear you no ill will. Please let him go, Sir.”
- Donald sneered, “Just curious? Fine. Tell him to come over here. I want to hear it from his own mouth.”
- The man lying on the floor hesitated, not knowing if he should approach Donald or not.