The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 70

“How many of them?” asked Stanley.

“One.” The female clerk was a little speechless that he did not hear what she had just said.

Stanley was stunned for a moment, and then he snickered. “Let him come in then.

There's nothing to be afraid of!”

He was a short, stout man with vicious-looking eyes that were enough to show that he was not a decent man.

Mr. Yates is in his office upstairs, so I have nothing to fear!

Donald walked into his office, and after seeing Stanley, he asked, “Are you Stanley Yeager?”

“That's right. What's the matter?” Stanley stared at him casually.

“I came here to tell you two things. First, you'd better pay Rafe the commission he deserves to get. Second, you should break your arm for beating Rafe up. It's best you do it yourself. If you make me do it for you, I might end up taking your life too,” Donald said with a poker face. He looked down and stared at his beaded bracelet.

Every time he touched the bracelet, he would feel immediately at ease.

If it weren't for Jennifer's presence in the past couple of years that had tamed his hostility, Stanley would have been a corpse by now.

Stanley leaned back against his office chair and lit up a cigarette. “Who do you think you are?

Who do I think I am?

Donald pondered on that and nodded. “Let me show you what I'm capable of doing then.”

After saying that, he walked over and grabbed Stanley by the hair. He lifted Stanley above the desk and squeezed gently on Stanley's shoulder.

With a loud crack, the bone in his right arm was crushed instantly.

His arm was broken.