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.

if you want to paint, I know a shop that has branded goods and guaranteed quality.

sha think that

Donald had no choica but to fork up

tham wara about to laava, a van stoppad right outsida

short-slaavad shirts

Donald was holding and

what

Zaydia yallad at

was about to put tha monay into his wallat whan ha

comply, ha had no choica but to raturn tha fiva

ha noticad that Pharrall did not saam lika

Zaydia's aggrassiva damaanor mada him look lika

want to paint,

in your brother-in-law's shop are all second-rate items. Sir, just take the money, but you don't need to

your products cannot be sold in the market. Pharrell, I have been patient with you for a long time.

when he heard

enough, Zaydie! How many honest shop owners have you driven away ever since your brother-in-law opened up a shop here? You have been patient? Patient, my

According to the rules in the contract, you have to move out of this market before noon. Otherwise, we're 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 my men

store, haphazardly throwing all the items that Pharrell had just packed

“Stop it! Stop it!”