Chapter 876 Entertainment


    “Is that all you''ve got?” Donald stepped on the bloody-faced Terrelle as he calmly said, “Your


    useless husband can''t kill me. Go on, get someone who can actually kill me.”


    Shelba heaved when she heard Donald''s arrogant words.


    Promptly, she called her brother, Sr Wilkins.


    “Sr, a man has hit me right outside the hospital I brought Archie to for his checkup. Come


    quickly!”


    Sr was at the Wilkins family''s training base, supervising the Wilkins family''s guards, when he


    received the call from his sister.


    Upon hearing Shelba''s words, he frowned.


    “Did you cause trouble again? Shel, didn''t I tell you that you should fix that temper of yours? Tell


    me, how many troubles have you stirred up? I''m always cleaning up after your mess.”


    “Syl, it isn''t our fault this time. Not only did the man hit me, but he also hit Archie and my husband!


    He''s even stepping on my husband right now!”


    “What?” Sr sneered. “Okay. Wait for me. I''ll be right there.”


    With that said, Sr ended the call and blew the whistle to gather the Wilkins family''s guards.


    With Sr''s response, Shelba became much more confident again.


    She gritted out, “Brat, I dare you to stay here. I''ll let you know what the concept of remorse is real


    soon!”


    “Sure, I''ll wait here, but it''s boring to just do that. What about this? Get your kid to p himself and


    apologize until I''m satisfied.”


    Shelba was sure that Donald was a madman the second she heard his words.


    How could she possibly agree to an insane request like that?


    “What''s the matter? You won''t do it?”


    As soon as Donald said that, he stomped his foot.


    The sounds of bone cracking came from below his foot, and Terrelle let out an agonizing screech.


    “Argh! You''re killing me!”


    “Darling!”


    Shelba could not do anything despite seeing Terrelle suffer. She felt weak and helpless.


    As Donald stepped on one of Terrelle''s fingers, he muttered, “If you won''t tell your son to do as I


    say, then I guess he''ll be losing this finger.”


    Shelba bit her lower lip, unable to steel herself to carry out his request.


    But her moment of hesitance made Donald shatter the bones of Terrelle''s finger.


    Then, doctors began filtering out of the hospital building.


    When they saw how merciless Donald was, they grimaced.


    It was no simple fracture—it was aminuted fracture.


    Putting Terrelle''s broken finger in a splint would be of no help at all. It was definite that Terrelle


    would never be able to use that finger for the rest of his life.


    Donald shifted his foot to hover over another of Terrelle''s fingers.


    It was then Shelba relented.


    “Okay! I''ll do as you say! Don''t step on his finger anymore!”


    At that point, Shelba could tell that Donald was a man who cared not for consequences.


    The more stubborn she was, the more she would suffer when confronting someone like Donald.


    At most, she would be embarrassed to have Archivaldo p himself, but if Donald were to continue


    crushing Terrelle''s fingers, Terrelle was going to be crippled for life.


    Despite everything, Shelba could tell what was more important and what was less important.


    Turning around to face Archivaldo, she said, “Archie, p yourself.”


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    Archivaldo shot her a miserable look and cried out, “Mommy, I haven''t done anything wrong. Why


    should I p myself?”