I Can't Resist My Dad's Enemy
n an expensive red shirt and black trousers. Steve came down from his white Mercedes Benz and there was a silver walking stalk in his right hand. He raised his
of the building with a very wide compound and
e. As he walked towards the doors of the bar, he smiled and kept walking and when the security man at the door was about to open the door for him, his phone started ringing. He stopped close to the door and brought out his phone and picked up his call and the g
sed his face. This made him see inside the bar and the background sound of Joe's ca
in her right hand. His vision ceased his voice and he continuously l
d two steps back and carefully looked at the lady as she carefully dropped the tray fi
cover his face as he looked and entered his car and drove away at the same time. Then
kept quiet. Are you with your lady friend?" He smiled, "I
his left hand and steering with his right
asked. He could sense
back to you. Somethin
tedly. Steve, who needed to be focused on his driving, ended the call and ke
im, he slowed down and drove at the pace of the other
n did she start working there? I was there two days ago. She wasn't
hissed and held his ste
tress. They must have sent her or she is on a mission. I'm fortunate I saw her first. I need to do something about this. What will I do? My life is at risk. The earlier the better. I need to invite some of my me
rive from the bar. He drove the car and parked it at the extreme, at the tip of his g
ptop to look through the window. Douglas was twenty-five years old. He was tall and muscular. His hair was very curling, his eyes were brown and protrud
wristwatch and concluded he had retired home. This i
the white button and he pressed the door and walked in. Douglas smiled at him and Steve paid l
ed? Why coming hom
his room. The tone of his voice lacked all forms of conversational manner and Douglas felt dispiri
his son. He stood in front of him and Douglas raised his head
ion I want you to accompli
ptop with his right hand and
be of help Dad?" His eyes a
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