Chapte 143 Stage Seven of the Bet, Fight it out 1

To collect the corpse?!

Shirley's eyes widened in horror.

Chuck grabbed her chin tightly with his fingers. "Also, don't try to play tricks on me, and don't count on calling the police! Otherwise, when I become extremely vicious, I will definitely take your Wilson Family's remains first!"

For a gangster like Chuck, he was definitely not someone to be trifled with when he went crazy.

So, did she still have a choice?

Shirley stumbled back home.

He ran into the bedroom anxiously and turned on the light.

When she saw the small body in the quilt, she calmed down a little bit.

She was afraid that she would scare the child, so she walked over quietly...

"Mom..." Jarrod rubbed his eyes and saw Shirley walking towards him with a pale face. "You're back?"

Shirley choked with sobs.

She couldn't bear it anymore and rushed over. She held her son tightly in her arms and breathed slightly.