“That’s it, Mr. Webb…” Harold on the side was also a little unconvinced, and said: “Our Wilson family in Aurous Hills can be regarded as a middle-class family anyway, and that’s also a good one!”

Donald glared at him and cursed: “Your family has a head and a face?

Your sister has a head and a face, and even went to kneel and lick the bad old man Kenneth Wilson?

With a head and a face, your mother still sleeps with the overseer in the black coal mine?”

As soon as Christopher heard this, his face flushed with shame, and he wanted to slash the ground and get in on the spot.

Harold beside him also wanted to die in embarrassment.

Donald seemed to be puzzled.