Book 4: Chapter 4-Confuse

“Pick that man and lay him on the sofa,” Cyrus ordered Jomar. He quickly took medicine for the wound in his son’s hand.

The man moaned when Jomar laid him down on the sofa. He didn’t let Cyril get close to him and he might even become a criminal. But he understood the latter. If he had been the first to come earlier and see the violence being done to Trisha, he might have hit the man with a bullet. Thank goodness Cyril doesn’t have a gun with him now.

“Find out who that man’s parents are,” Cyrus ordered Jomar again and forcibly treated his son’s hand. He didn’t want to talk even if he asked.

David struggled as the man reached into his pocket. But every move he made also made him wince because his face and other parts of his body hurt where Cyril’s punch hit.

Jomar got the man’s ID and cellphone. “Sir, he is the Mayor’s son,” informed Jomar.

Cyrus nodded, but he was not worried that they might be sued, especially his son.

“Huh, now that you know who I am, you should be scared!” The