Chapter 382 Changing Room
- The lively place fell dead silent at Lance Jardel’s words. Only the sound of water trickling filled the air.
- “I—I didn’t know who I was messing with. I deserve a beating. I’ll apologize to the three little ones.”
- Sweat beaded on the Mediterraneans’s brow. His tongue was tied, his voice shaking. “Mr. Jardel, please don’t hold it against me.”