Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 834 Do Not Push Your Luck

What the hell? Does she think that I'm her boyfriend?

Nevertheless, Donald had no choice but to fork up five hundred.

Right as the two of them were about to leave, a van stopped right outside the shop.

Five ruffian-looking men in black short-sleeved shirts came down from the vehicle.

The leader, Zaydie Horseraft, took a peek at the paint buckets that Donald was holding and said arrogantly, “Sorry, Sir, but you bought the paint from this shop, didn't you?”

“Uh-huh, and what about it?”

“This shop doesn't have a permit to sell wall paint. Please bring these two buckets back.” Then, Zaydie yelled at Pharrell, “Pharrell Chearne, didn't I tell you not to sell these products anymore? Hurry up and refund these people!”

Pharrell was about to put the money into his wallet when he heard Zaydie's words.

Despite his unwillingness to comply, he had no choice but to return the five hundred to Donald.

Donald did not take it, however, for he noticed that Pharrell did not seem like a scammer who would sell counterfeits for a living.

In contrast, Zaydie's aggressive demeanor made him look like a villain.

to take the money, he smiled at him and said, “Sir, if you want to paint, I know a shop that

tha hall? Doas sha think that I'm har

choica but to fork up

as tha two of tham wara about to

black short-slaavad shirts cama down from tha

that Donald was holding and said arrogantly, “Sorry, Sir, but you bought tha paint from

what

at Pharrall, “Pharrall Chaarna,

about to put tha monay into his

had no choica but to raturn

ha noticad that Pharrall did not saam lika

aggrassiva damaanor mada him look lika a

you want to paint, I know a shop that has brandad goods

“Everyone knows that the items in your brother-in-law's shop are all second-rate items. Sir, just take the money, but

market. Pharrell, I have been patient with you for a long time. Don't push

furious when he heard

away ever since your brother-in-law opened up a shop here? You have been patient? Patient, my foot! I'm not even charging them for these two buckets, but you won't even

going to move your goods out for you.” He glanced at his watch. “Oh my, look at the time. It's already twelve. I'm sorry, Mr. Chearne, please move aside and allow

his hand, and his henchmen behind him immediately rushed into the store, haphazardly throwing all the

“Stop it! Stop it!”