Chapter 103

Patrick, Amber, and Susanne were shellshocked.

‘Made Donovan suffer’? What was Harry talking about?

“Uncle Harry, please calm down.” Amber was the first one to come to her senses.

She quickly stood and greeted Harry enthusiastically, “Uncle Harry, you've come

from so far away. Come in and sit. We can talk-”

“Shut up!” Harry yelled. “I’m not your Uncle Harry. I don’t have a bitch of a niece like

you! You two want to torture my father, right? You want to destroy the Chesire

family, yes? We'll see who destroys who first!”

Harry rushed in and grabbed Patrick by the collar, so much so that Patrick was lifted

off of the floor. He then punched Patrick’s face,

Patrick was frail to begin with, and he saw black after the punch. He spat a few

mouthfuls of blood out, and his body instantly went limp.

“Stop faking it!” Harry threw a few more punches before throwing Patrick on the

floor violently. He stepped on his head and barked, “You're so great, aren’t you? You

threatened me, right? Let’s see how great you are now!”

Patrick was almost passing out. Blood and saliva flowed from his mouth. His eyes

rolled backward.

“Stop!”

“Stop hitting him!”

Amber and Susanne paled. They immediately rushed over. “My father is frail, Uncle

Harry! You are brothers! Can’t you talk it out?” she reasoned, sounding like was

choking in tears. “Stop hitting him! Stop it!”

“Fuck off!” Harry shrugged Susanne and Amber away. He kicked Patrick’s back a few more times and spat, “You’re an amazing

guy, aren’t you? No one is going to save you

now! You want to hurt our father? I'll kill you today!”

Patrick trembled on the floor, feeling like his life was slipping away as blood oozed

out of his mouth. Still, he adamantly shook his head. “H—Harry, I-I didn’t do it! I-1...”

Before he could finish his sentence, Harry kicked him once more. This time, he

kicked him to the wall.

Harry barked, “I knew you wouldn’t admit it! I won't listen to you!”

Susanne and Amber were extremely frightened. They immediately ran over to protect Patrick.

Amber yelled, “Uncle Harry, stop it! I beg you! My dad will die! Stop it!”

Harry has gone berserk. He glared at Susanne and Amber and roared, “You're all scums! All of you deserve to die! I'll kill you all

today! Let's see if you dare to bring the Chesire family any more trouble!”

His eyes gleamed maliciously as he raised his fist once more. He then brought it

down toward Amber and Susanne.

Right at this moment, a figure came so quickly that no one saw it.

The person quickly appeared right behind Harry, then grabbed him by the back of

the neck and threw him to the side.

Crash!

Harry was at least 90 kilograms. His burly body hit the corner of the wall in the

living room before bouncing off the wall and landing on the ground.

“Fuck me...” Harry, being a fighter, pushed himself up with both hands. He turned to

look at this young man who seemed to have appeared out of thin air.

He spat on the floor. His saliva mixed with a little blood. “Who the hell are you, kid?”

It was Alexander.

Alexander glared at Harry murderously. The temperature in the living room instantly dropped so low that one could feel the frost

in the air.

Harry’s pupils constricted.

He had been in the underworld in Province Town for so many years and had never

met someone with such a terrifying aura. He felt as if he had been targeted by a foul

beast.

His legs trembled.

“You're asking me who I am? I'll let my punches tell you!”

Alexander had long seen what had happened in the living room. His father-in-law.

was badly hurt, while his mother-in-law and wife were crying.

He snarled, and his body suddenly vanished.

It sounded like a gust as a fist was aimed straight at Harry's head.

He was going to murder Harry with that punch!