Wanna Get Your Teeth Kicked in

Elsie threw the painting into the trash can, "Mom, I think it's better to ask Harold."

"Alright." Beverly looked into the mirror carefully and felt that there were still traces of bruise on her neck. Although Eliot had seized Elsie by the throat longer than he did to her, she never thought that Maury would choke her harder than Eliot did to Elsie. She could tell that he even wanted to strangle her. And there was still a little bit of bruise left on her neck.

Elsie's hand was still wrapped in gauze, making it difficult to move. As it was her right hand that was injured, she had a hard time entering the password on her phone with her left hand. Then she raised her head and asked, "Mom, Dad has frozen all our cards. What should we do if we don't have money in the future?"

Beverly paused and said, "There will be a way."

Something suddenly occurred to Elsie and she whispered, "Mom, has that guy contacted you recently?"

Beverly's expression darkened, "No."

"Then how about ..."