Chapter 570 Try My Best

"The orphanage is for charity and several dozens of children would lose their homes. Is it that difficult for you to build a new orphanage?" Jacob asked coldly.

"Who do you think you are? Building requires money! Get out of my way," Lawrence sounded annoyed.

Lawrence didn't even bother to look at Jacob. With a wave of his hand, the forklift started heading towards the nearby building.

"No, don't do that! There's a baby in it!" Miranda screamed.

Her voice was buried in the thundering rumbling sound.

Queenie rushed forward and stood in front of the forklift. She shouted, "Stop."

"F*ck, do you want to die?"

The forklift driver stopped when she blocked her path. He poked his head out and yelled at Queenie, "Get out of my way! Don't think that just because you have the looks, I wouldn't dare run this thing over you!"

The driver not only reeked of alcohol, but his speech was also off too. God knew how much he drank.

"Try moving forward!" Jacob yelled.