Chapter12: Looking For A Doll Like You

Earth jerked off Oliver, who was in pain in front of his father. "Oliver... wake up, boy!" mumbled Mark trying to pull his son. Oliver was still holding his painful stomach from Earth's dreadful punches. Meanwhile, James was washing his hands in the sink before wiping them with an expensive handkerchief. He gave it to one of his men as he walked towards Mark. "You dare to run from me, huh?" said James standing arrogantly with one hand in his pocket. James glanced down at Mark and his son Oliver. He snorted and shook his head. "Where's my money?" James demanded repeatedly. One of his loafers tapped against the floor, waiting for their answer. Mark turned to his son, who was also looking at him. "W-Won't my daughter pay for it?" said Mark. James slightly opened his mouth in disbelief. What kind of father would sacrifice his daughter to pay off a debt? James nodded then, he thought to himself. He was not surprised by Mark's attitude as a parent. James' biological mother was also the same