The Battle of Money

"John, give the money back!" Isabella immediately stood up.

"Give it back?"

John looked up and down at Isabella with disdain, "Aren't you going to give the money to Mom? Hers is mine, so thank you!"

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows and turned around to leave.

"It's for her to see a doctor!"

Isabella grabbed John's clothes and said angrily, "Mom is hurt. This is for her to buy medicines. How can you take it away?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

Although John was only seventeen years old, he was a head taller than Isabella.

He pushed Isabella away and said ferociously, "Dad said that everything in this family will be mine in the future! Whether Mom's or yours, they will all be mine!"

Isabella was ruthlessly thrown onto the ground...

Outside the Smith's house,

A black limo was parked at the corner.

Joseph gently blew smoke rings with a poker face.

Gerry respectfully reminded, "Mr. Joseph, your meeting is about to begin."