The family of three, Ghiovani Herd, who were thrown out of the hotel, stood on the street corner, with their luggage scattered around them, looking utterly wretched.
Especially Ghiovani and Flora Irving, their bodies reeking, attracting a swarm of flies.
The summer sun was extremely glaring, standing under the poisonous sun, a person would sweat in mere minutes.
Lily Irving cried, "Daddy, Mummy, they are too cruel, I have never seen such bad people, how could they treat you like this? How could brother Ethan kick us out? By what right? Even if it is his hotel, we also paid the money."
"Even if they were ordinary strangers, he could not treat us like this, let alone... We are his relatives after all?"
Lily Irving's body ached terribly, she was crying, feeling extremely wronged.
Her words made Ghiovani Herd's anger even more intense, he did not find anything wrong with her words.
Treated like this by his own son, Ghiovani was enraged and humiliated.
