"William Cole, I've brought your wife back home." A young man emerged from a black BMW. William Cole's wife, Ruth Dawn, also got out from the passenger's seat. The man looked up, his gaze meeting with William on the second-floor window, and grinned: "Well, what do you say? Should I bring her up?"
Cold world. Cold world. Cold cold cold world. Cold world. Cole world. Cole world. Cole world, still a Cole world. Imagine me rapping this and spitting on yo girl. Ayyyy. Don't worry baby boo, you're so hardworking. It's okay, you can work your 9-5, I'll be your 5-9. Hahaha.