Harry Hunter looked indifferent: "It's not over. If you don't hand over Austin Winters today, I'll keep searching."
"What does he have to do with me? If you want to catch him, go elsewhere. He's not here!"
Alexander Parker was about to be driven crazy by these stepbrothers. Yesterday, that bastard Austin Winters touched his face, and he now really wants to chop off Austin's paws!
"You guys aren't involved?"
Harry glanced around the living room: "I heard that you're in a relationship with him."
Alexander angrily stood up from his wheelchair: "Slander! Listen, Harry, don't you dare throw such filth my way. I'm straight! If you say this in front of my cousin, I'll shoot you!"
Harry glanced at his leg: "Can you stand? Connor!"
Connor smiled broadly, stepped forward, and poked Alexander with a finger.
Alexander collapsed uncontrollably, sitting back down in the wheelchair.
"Young Master Parker, you're so weak!"
Alexander's pale face turned crimson!
Humiliation!
