Chapter 59

Yaphet Scott jerked his head and the glass slammed against the door frame.

"boom……"

The cup fell to the ground already shattered.

Yaphet Scott's face was slightly pale, and he scolded his mother confidently, what are these things?

This Mr. White is even more angry than Chris Young, and the frightening thing is that she is still in a hurry to give away the head.

"Get out!" A slightly hoarse roar came from inside.

Yaphet Scott's eyes flashed, but he smiled happily on his small face: "Mr. White, don't be angry, anger hurts your kidneys, I'm going to get out!"

After Yaphet Scott finished speaking, fuck off, she still doesn't want to go in?

She avoided these big guys!

"Stop!" Mr. White's voice came from behind like a shackle.

Yaphet Scott stopped in place instantly.

"Not about you, come in!"

Yaphet Scott turned around, and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes rushing out as if fleeing for his life.