Chapter 35

“You better not do anything foolish,” dad growled ad he pushed me and mom back into the rounge. “Lock the door and don't open for anyone,” he yelled at us.

My heart was pounding. What the hell? How did things get to this? Was this going to be a common occurrence?

“You! I worked for you for years. Profitable years but you let your brat come in and toss me aside.”

“Watch your damn mouth, you damn weasel!” Dad growled at Mosley.

“Remi, come on. You're my last hope,” Debbie whined.

I heard footsteps running towards the door and then a crash, shortly followed by a groaning yell.

My mind went to the worst. More footsteps came running and loud voices could be heard shouting orders.

Not too long after, the commotion quieted down and reluctantly opened the door.

Mosely was sitting on the floor against a wall with his hands behind his back. His had a trail of blood down his shirt.

Dad was talking to the security guards with his knuckles bloody.

Mom ran to him once she saw him.

Mosley was glar