Chapter 425 Child Abuse

At this very moment, in a remote mountain village, a dirty child could be seen squatting in a thatched hut with a blackened face. He was in the midst of fanning a fire and preparing dinner. The kid’s name was Tim.

His beautiful ebony eyes lacked the child-like innocence a kid should have and in its place was a look of tenacity uncharacteristic of someone his age.

This was a child who was forced to take on the responsibility of caring for his family too early.

Methodically, Tim fanned the fire before washing the pot and started cooking the food.

After a while, a strong smell of food wafted out of the hut.

On a table in the humble kitchen, there was only a plate of fried bacon.

Tim laid the table with eating utensils and was about to bring his grandma to the table when a shirtless man sauntered in.

Raphael bent over and took a sniff of the food. “Oh? We’re eating meat today?”

Then, he moved a chair into position with his leg, sat down and immediately started eating.

“Tastes good!”

Tim quickly took the plate away and glared at the man defensively. “Grandma hasn’t eaten yet. This is for Grandma!”

Raphael lifted his eyes to look at the child. “Tim, put it down. I’m starving. I haven’t eaten for the whole day.”

on tight

“Put it down!

until Grandma has

knitted his brows without the slightest inclination of giving up

you use this tone with me. Give it to

move to

you’re hungry, just eat the pickled vegetables!”

Why should I eat pickles when you can eat meat? Do you have a death

Tim was unwilling to let go of the plate, Raphael grabbed it with

matter how strong a child can be, Tim was definitely no match for an

was sent flying backward before landing

on the table and

grew up eating my food. How dare you keep the meat from me? Everything in this

the man,

raised you. It is your duty to earn money

and glared at Tim.

back to a corner, Tim roared,

give it to me or I’ll beat you

who would often snatch Tim’s money to gamble. Realizing that the kid must have received

any money!”

pay for Grandma’s medical bill. I can’t let this jerk snatch

a walking stick came over. Leaning heavily on her stick, Mary trembled with anger when she

you… treacherous son! How can you bully Tim

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