Chapter 486 Meet Your End
- “Jerry, I beg you, please spare my son,” they pleaded, “We're sorry. We're willing to sign.”
- Chester watched as his son was brutally beaten, blood streaming from his head. Tears of anguish etched lines down his aged face. He knelt there, desperately clutching at the leg of one of the burly man's trousers, pleading for mercy.
- “““We'll take the fifty thousand and sign the papers, okay? Please, stop.”“