Divorce saga!!!
Author: Quin Ari
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Don’s father, was incensed by the false news being circulated. He picked up his phone to call Marcus, who had been the source of the misinformation, but Marcus declined his calls. Frustrated, he threw his phone away, his anger growing. This was the worst day of his life, and he had no idea how to fix the situation.

As Mr. Don's frustration mounted, he found himself in a precarious situation. Not only was his reputation at stake due to the spread of inaccurate news, but his attempts to reach Marcus, the source of the misinformation, were futile. With limited options and dwindling patience, he struggled to find a way to clear his son's name and salvage the situation.

Enraged, Mr. Don grabbed his other phone and dialed the chief police officer.

"This is not what we agreed on!" he snapped as soon as the officer answered. "What am I seeing in the news?"

The chief officer scoffed in response, his tone condescending.

"You don't raise your voice to me, Mr. Man," he warned.

"I made a promi
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