Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 715

At this moment, he was smart by suggesting to drop out of school and ending the matter, as he knew that given his father's deference to Harold, things might not be resolved so easily if left to others.

Under the hint of his father's eyes, Roland groveled twice on the ground, knelt in front of Larissa, and cried, "Larissa... I know I was wrong. Please forgive me. I promise that I will never appear in front of you again, and our family will support you to study... Aren't you always worried about your college tuition fee? We can give you a lot of money..."

It had to be said that these words all hit Larissa's sore spot.

She looked down at Roland Warren with a sense of superiority, feeling the novelty sensation.

and mighty, looking down on others with contempt. His gaze seemed to regard everyone and everything as beneath him, disregarding the struggles and achievements of others. But now, this wealthy young master was kneeling on the ground, grasping at

how could she forgive

sunny afternoon, that dark and oppressive space, those insults and injuries might not

took a step back, stared at Roland, and said word by word, "I will never forgive you." Roland's body stiffened and his face became fierce, "You b*tch ... You don’t appreciate what I offered, right?" He suddenly wanted to grab Larissa's neck, but before his fingers touched her, he was kicked in the chest. This kick was much more powerful than Miles's. If it weren't for the wall blocking him, he

with a frown, "Have your parents

of Roland's parents, he expressed his understanding."... Maybe they

spitting out a mouthful of blood. The people who were stunned by Luke's fierce kick just came back to their senses. Miles and Madam Warren hurried forward to check on Roland's injury. Most of Roland's face was covered with his blood,

let anything happen to

say anything, he was afraid that his only