Chapter 1639

Rooney could not hold back and cursed, "I work my ass off every day just to put food on the table. All I want is enough to eat, nothing more." He clenched his fists. "Meanwhile, these people are feasting on 10000-dollar-a-pound ham and 200-a-pound quinoa. They have everything—why the hell do they still have to make life miserable for someone like me?" Matthew's gaze darkened as he stared at the screen. A quiet, chilling intensity filled the car, his unspoken anger cutting through the air. ... On the video, Urie paused for a moment before his expression darkened. "Wait, did you say you went to Gorrell for this?" Fenna, unfazed, took a sip of water and set her glass down with deliberate ease. "Yeah. Jervey asked me for a favor. You never like it when my family asks you for help, so I handled it myself and had Gorrell take care of it." Urie's expression grew colder, his eyes filled with irritation. "What the hell were you thinking?" His voice sharpened. "Gorrell isn't just some er