Several minutes later, Simon was sitting across Donald and looking at the cousin he never got to like, Simon wasn't in a good mood.
To being seen in this state, and being in such a place, left a sour taste to the mouth, but who made him so foolish to be schemed against?
Until now, Simon wasn't even recognizing that he was the one at fault first. He was simply pushing the blame to others. After all, how could he ever do anything wrong?
The fault still lies with others.
Meanwhile, Donald couldn't help but gloat inwardly as he looked at Simon who had been dragged from the top to the gutters.
If anyone had told him that he would get to see something like this a year ago, he would have scolded that person greatly. But now, seeing Simon and his mother getting the retribution that they deserved, the man couldn't wait to pour salt on the open wounds. However, before doing so, there was one last act he needed to play.
