Chapter 118

Theophilus smiled coldly and said: "So now you call me boss, huh? Explain to me, what did you say on the phone earlier?"

"I... I...!" Uri's head was full of sweat, afraid to reveal too much, suddenly banging his head on the ground and saying: "Theophilus, Mr. Jake, I said I'm your mom, sleeping in your mom's bed. I deserve to be beaten, and I'll beat myself. Please don't kill me!"

Uri knelt on the ground, slapping himself in the face and ears, the second slap stronger than the first, leaving the imprint of five fingers on his face.

"You cowardly scum, a lowlife like you, worthy of death!" Jethro rushed over and hit Uri several times, then furiously swung his belt at Uri's head, his shoes also kicking violently at Uri's authority.

Before, he had held back all the fire in his belly, but now he had to unleash it all. If it weren't for his mother still in the hands of the Charlie fami