"Father?"
Adrian Nicholson was completely dumbfounded.
Hadn't his father come to stand up for him?
"Bastard, how dare you call me...I don't have a son like you!"
The Clan Chief of the Nicholson Clan, like a wrathful deity, slapped Adrian Nicholson's face once again, turning his face into a mess.
Even so, he showed no intention of stopping.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
...
With every slap, the face Adrian Nicholson was further disfigured by his father's hand.
This scene took Wyatt Barnes completely by surprise.
On second thought, he couldn't help but sigh, "The Clan Chief really does have guts... seems like he is disciplining his son, but in reality, he is protecting him."
The intention of the Clan Chief of the Nicholson Clan was easily guessed by Wyatt.
Today, under Adrian Nicholson's lead, the Chief had come to hold Wyatt and Winnie Romero accountable. Naturally, his intention was to deal with them.
