Chapter 92 Let's Wait Until They're All Here

Prescott had run Spring Hotel in New York City for so many years. He had many friends. So how could he be scared by Charles's words?

"Kid, kneel and bow to me. I can forgive what you did. If you really break my bottom line, no one can protect you!"

Charles could tell that Prescott had a certain power in society. Otherwise, Prescott would not dare to speak to Charles in such a rude manner.

Before Charles could speak, Quinton, who was next to Prescott, became angry.

"Dad! You can't let Charles go. I was beaten so badly by him. You need to help me!"

"Shut up!" Prescott shouted at Quinton.