The Emergence of the Legacy Man

Chapter Seventy Three

Keith kept his eyes fixed on his ex-wife who had been out to get him because of her supposedly justified hate, she looked like she wanted to puke the little color she had on her face when she came in looking battered had long slipped off her face, her eyes widen open and almost popping from its socket, one would almost believe she had seen a ghost. He shook his head, Sheila has been proving to be more dubious than he would have ever thought, she was going extreme with her attempts to get back at him for whatever reason she hated him in the first place, claiming to be raped to drag him down was one thing but getting intentional injuries to prove it was on another level of extreme, one he would never have thought she could do especially since one could easily get makeup done to fake a bunch of bruises but from the bruises Keith had caught a glimpse of, it was obvious that was not a work of makeup, he glanced briefly at Frank sitting at the front roll and narrowed his gaze, he was certain