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The Glorious Life Of Mr. Smith

Chapter 9 Shelly Is About To Be Raped

Word Count: 1207 | Released on: 01/06/2021

currently in the room,

none other than Shelly, holding

air on his nearly balding head was circlin

are such a g

t, also said lustfully, "As long as you drink some mo

n appeared to be blurred. She seemed to be already dr

by since Shelly had walked in.

at she was ac

ing and instantly understood what was going

ok Shelly's hand, and

men just let Shell

y with this stubborn fema

ou barge in and inte

ed man shouted ang

d, "Where did all the security

forward, about

he young man o

They were stunned when they saw the scene in front

on't you ha

is guy right here has come to stir up t

were told. They pulled out their b

the other fighting them off, Garry

land on him, a deafening sho

e who dares t

, flung himself in front of Garry, and

ne of the short batons and smashed it in

ain. He held his broken and blee

t was, he exclaimed

, Mr. Smith. I'll han

nd his expression did not change at

the crowd surrounding him as if h

to raise his

two whams

and before they knew it, the two sec

to the floor, too

ou? How dare you come h

cared, he still managed to issue a threat in a

udied Stone's face and suddenly

ace and shouted, "You are Stone Miller

was also shock

o killed three top leaders of the underworld in Ling

e room gasped

a ruthless per

to make trou

the shock when something

Garry after knocking down

arriving late," he said, b

had just seen. His lips were slig

ith admiration. They felt tha

as so ext

unsettled the underworld,

to be the boss of su

m couldn't bel

esponse from Garry. He feared that he would

two men and shot them a searing glare. "You bastard

sudden. His eyes glisten

pounce on its prey any moment from now. With

ch landed on the young man's face. He fa

e of his legs and brought it dow

strength to press

tate of mind when I offended your boss. I guess old age is gr

Wilson coughed as he begged for

ys insightful and sensible. They knew wh

ing a heavy gold neck

ick away from dying now that S

he guessed that he was not someone to be trif

d angrily after he fina

mpered like a scared puppy. He di

hen walked over to Shelly.

sounded so amor

arks beneath her lower lip. It seemed like she had done th

r?" Garry asked furiou

phrodisiac," Bartley answered

Chapter End

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The Glorious Life Of Mr. Smith

Claudette Modern

“Ever since I was a child, I had always been poor. Every time I came home from school, I would be met with the sight of my father busying himself in the kitchen. From my earliest recollection, I would always remember my father wearing his old factory uniforms in the house. His hair was snow-white and he had very dark skin. He would usually smoke cheap cigarettes and the car he drove around was a Santana which was a real wreck. Despite all our hardships, my father threw himself into his work for 18 years and raised me to his best abilities, and I ended up not disappointing him as I managed to get into a very good university. Because I came from poverty, I had to work a part-time job in order to pay the high tuition fees. I knew my classmates must've looked down on me because I was so poor, but I did my best to not let that bother me. On the day of my 18th birthday, my father announced that he was going to give me a birthday present and that he would bring it to me in person. That day I saw my father in a new light. My father's coarse snow-white head had turned shiny black. He had replaced his tattered clothes with expensive Givenchy suits, and he even wore a Patek Philippe watch around his wrist. The old Santana was now a limited edition Rolls Royce. I stared at my father with bewildered eyes and asked him in an incredulous voice, "Dad, is our family really the richest in the world right now?" My father took out a Mayan Sicars cigar worth $500,000, lit it, and blew out a smoke ring. "Son, I know you've suffered a lot for the past 18 years, and I feel ashamed that I couldn't have provided more for you. I want you to take this ten million as pocket money first. You can ask me for more later if it's not enough!"”