âNo need!â With a dismissive wave of his hand, the husband couldnât hide his impatience.
âYou, come here and beat these two for me!â
The driver, visibly taken aback, hesitated.
Engaging in violence was new to him.
âSir, this is a public place.
Might there be some misunderstanding? Perhaps we should talk it over firstâ¦â
Before the driver could finish, a shoe struck his face with a loud smack!
âJust do as youâre told, you fool! Why the questions?â
The force of the thick-soled shoe caused the driverâs mouth to bleed.
âDaddy!â From a corner, previously unnoticed, Chasen rushed to the gray-haired driver and embraced him, crying.
âDad, why is he hitting you? You always told me he respected you.
Was that not true?â
Despite facing beatings and harsh words just to get by, the driver was determined to sow seeds of virtue in his sonâs heart.
Thus, he crafted tales of his superior who held him in high regard and a job that was a breeze, all to keep his sonâs mind free from worry.
His efforts bore fruit, as his son grew up with a solid backbone of integrity and a compass that always pointed to what was right.
Raised with a strong moral compass, Chasen faced the husband with determined eyes and said, âSir, itâs wrong to hit my dad without reason, He was right to question a wrong order.
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Chasen stood firm and declared, âI expect you to apologize for hitting him!â
What met his request was a flying shoe, targeting Chasenâs head.
Witnessing the threat, the driver instinctively shielded his son with his body, absorbing the brutal impact, yet he held his son close, ensuring his sonâs safety.
The plump womanâs husband bellowed at Chasen, âYou impudent brat, how dare you rebuke me! Your plumpher grovels at my feet for work.
And you expect me to apologize? Youâre nothing but a rat from the gutter, unworthy of it For Raegan, the scene unfolding was a stark revelation.
The adage âbirds of a feather flock togetherâ couldnât be more apparent with this family.
Not one showed a shred of decency.
They revered the mighty and scorned the meek, failing to recognize their workers âhumanity.
With no footwear left to hurl, the plump womanâs husband grabbed a stone, aiming for the driver and his son.
âStop!â Raeganâs voice thundered with fury.
The husband halted and turned, Raeganâs striking appearance momentarily capturing his attention.
Noticing her husbandâs gaze fixed on Raegan, the plump womanâs irritation flared.
She tugged his ear with force and hissed, âWhat are you looking at?â
The husband said in haste, âNothing.
I swear I didnât see a thing!â
Pushing her husband aside, the plump womanâs stare bore into Raegan with poison.
âYou little vixen, flirting shamelessly with any man!â
Raegan was at a loss for words.
She didnât do anything, and here came the baseless accusations her way.
The plump womanâs husband ogled Raegan, remarking with a sneer, âSheâs quite the looker, isnât she? Those loose clothes canât conceal her shape⦠Damn! Sheâs quite curvy in all the right places!â
Incensed, the plump woman pinched her husband, rebuking, âAre your eyes still on that temptress? Do you want me to blind you?â
âNo, no, youâve got it all wrong, dear!â Her husband quickly retorted, âI was thinking sheâd catch Korbinâs eye.
You remember him, donât you? Heâs always after women who are a blend of innocence and allure.
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Korbin was a partner in their less-than-reputable business ventures, where they shamelessly traded favors using unsuspecting women, even resorting to blackmail with secretly filmed videos.
Upon hearing her husbandâs suggestion, the plump womanâs face split into a wicked grin.
âPerfect, weâll send her to Korbin.
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