“Ahh… Mmm…”

Soon, Donnie heard something strange from inside the bedroom.

Was that his daughter… moaning?!

“Shit! What does he think he’s doing to my daughter?!”

Donnie was incensed, but just as he was about to charge inside, Tigris held him firmly in place.

“Let go, or I’ll kill you!” Donnie snarled.

“Calm down, Mr. Ingram!” Tigris cried nonetheless. “Just think about it for a second-wasn’t your daughter in a vegetative state? Even if Mr. Frankton is a pervert, your daughter shouldn’t be making a sound!”