Chapter 196: You Talk Too Damn Much

When Marcelo Warth swore his oath, Salvatore Warth's lip twitched. He lunged forward and, with a whipping backhand, cracked a slap across Marcelo's face, snarling, "How the hell do you swear like that? Weren't you just cursing me to die?" Marcelo saw stars and blurted, "Sorry, Grandpa! I got too worked up and said the wrong thing!" He shot Ronan Warth a vicious glare. Inwardly, he spat, You little punk, you dragged me right into this mess! Behind them, Ronan watched Marcelo get slapped and felt...