Chapter 122

If Westwood's house were kicked out of the xxx Union, they would have no way to enjoy all of the xxx Union's resources, nor would they have any way to establish order with the entire city. The decline of the Westwood group is sooner or later.

All because of one sentence from Justin.

A moment later, Mr. Walter seemed to think of something. He picked up the fruit knife on the table. He walked up to Alger and kicked him hard: "You useless thing, why are you offending Mr. Wycliffe again? You ruined my whole Westwood's house, you know?”

“Uncle, don't hit me, don't hit me. I also didn't know Justin had such terrible tricks, I was wrong. I will apologize to Justin right now." Alger was scared out of his mind, one hand was still pinned to the ground, making it difficult to turn around. He knelt in front of Euphemia, kept bowing his head, and chokingly said: "Euphemia, it's all because I offended you. I'm not as good as a pig or a dog, I'm not human, please give me one more chance to be human,