"Look at yourself, in such a pathetic state and still thinking of borrowing money from our noble son. Fuck, I will make sure you pay for this!" The driver, after hearing Brandon Piers refuse to lend any money, arrogantly marched forward to confront Abigail Green.
Abigail Green frowned.
"Pullan." A pleasant male voice revealed no emotion.
"Yes, Second Master." Pullan stepped forward and with one swift kick knocked the driver down, "Money or your life?"
"No...I don't want any." The driver, writhing in pain, couldn't get back up, Pullan's ruthlessness sending chills down his spine.
Brandon Piers got up and brushed off nonexistent dust from his hands, he looked at Pullan with disgust, "Are you a gangster, or what?"
Pullan, "..."
He threw a bundle of cash onto the driver and gave him another kick, "This is your compensation. Now get out."