Chapter 88 A Fight
- Dad arched his brows, his anger bubbling over as he suddenly lunged toward Ezekiel, grabbing his collar. Shocked, I froze for a moment before rushing forward.
- "Dad!" I cried out, gripping his hand, trying to loosen his hold. "Dad, what are you doing?"
- "Mr. Robert, please calm down," Ezekiel said firmly, his tone controlled, though his gaze darkened.