Chapter 245 A Josher

• Jonathan had no argument for that, but he still refused to give up. "Abbie, I—"
• "Shut it. Don't call me that. You're dragging my name down to shit, and I don't like that."
• Abigail showed no mercy. Jonathan blanched, and his gaze dripped with venom, though only for a second. His men were here with his pants, but they were blocked by the crowd outside. Jonathan was starting to panic, and then the manager came back with the authorities.