"Dad and Shannon are still in the hospital. Elder Brother, aren't you going to explain what's going on?"
David Foster, protecting his son and daughter, looked at the pale-faced Wilbert Foster and Yvonne Sullivan.
Yvonne had been absent-minded for the past two days. Hearing David's words, she exploded, "What's there to explain? Your sister is living in a villa, eating and dressing well. Has she ever thought about what our Foster Family has to go through?"
"What does this have to do with Yvette?"
"If she had lent us the money she used to buy the villa, this wouldn't have happened."
Yvonne screamed out in pain.
The noise outside became even more urgent.
It seemed they were about to break in.
David shouted outside, "If you don't leave, I'll call the police!"
"We can't call," Wilbert stopped him again.
"If we don't call the police, it will be the children who get hurt," David took out his mobile phone.
"Smash!"
Wilbert grabbed it and smashed it.