Chapter 133: Brat, Who Said You Could Disrespect Mr. Lyson?

That's right, you heard me-he actually tattled. Brody Scurr is in his forties or fifties, and yet when faced with a problem, his first thought is to go tattle on someone! How ridiculous is that? "Pathetic," Keaton Lyson sneered. "Do whatever you want." The crowd looked at him with open contempt. Once things were settled, Keaton headed straight out. As soon as he stepped out of the building, his phone rang. It was Gabriel Scurr calling. He'd just said this morning that there was nothing going...