The Stewarts were terrified when they saw weapons being pointed at them. They got out of their cars and came over.Even Marilyn was shaking."What do you think you're doing? We're the Stewarts! I'm Willow's grandma," Marilyn cried out fearfully."Put your guns down! If you hurt us by accident, Lord
"That's right. Caspian, since we're Willow's family, please have mercy on Henry. It was his first offense. He only did it because I didn't raise him right. Why don't you take my life in exchange for his? I've lived long enough," Donald declared.Caspian was taken aback by Donald's offer.Donald and
"Okay, then. Let's go," Tom said with a nod.Armed with raincoats and umbrellas, Tom and Miranda left the house.The rain was pouring. Lightning flashed in the distance as the two headed toward Churron's city center.…Sherry and Cecilia were riding on an old bicycle with a sidecar attached. They we
Alas, the two men remained unmoved, no matter how hard Cecilia shouted.Cecilia could only approach Blake. Falling to her knees, she begged, "Sir, please have mercy on my mom. She's too old. She'll die if your friends keep kicking her!"Blake looked down at Cecilia. She had a youthful beauty, but th
Cecilia's expression stiffened. Even though she was a virgin, she knew exactly what Blake was insinuating.The moment she entered that car, she would be at his mercy."No. Never." Cecilia shook her head."Since you refuse, I'll let you watch as your mother gets beaten to death!" Blake snapped.The l
Tom bent down and grabbed Blake by the neck with one hand while forming a fist with the other. Then, he glared at Blake and snarled, "You guys were the ones who hit them! How dare you try to threaten them instead? I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget!"In an attempt to scare Tom, Blak
"Let's call for an ambulance before we leave. We don't know how badly injured they are, and it's pouring right now. They'll die if they stay out here until tomorrow!" Sherry said."They deserved what they got. If we get an ambulance to come here, we'll only be exposing ourselves. Who cares if a bunc
"Madam Lynch, I'm the one who beat those men up. If I leave, they'll come after you and Cecilia, so there's no way I'm leaving now," Tom firmly declared."Don't worry about us. Just hurry up and leave! If you waste any more time, it'll be too late!" Sherry urged anxiously."Madam Lynch, why don't yo