At that moment, immediately, Clinton couldn't hold himself back. His voice thundered through the room, filled with venom and disbelief. He glared at James like he had just been betrayed by his own blood.
"You dare snitch on your own father like this?" Clinton snapped, his eyes wide with fury. "What the hell is wrong with you, James?! You ungrateful, worthless fool! We pulled you out of the gutter! We gave you food, gave you a name, gave you a chance to live like a human, and this—this is how you repay us?!"
He shook his head violently, his hands tied to the chair trembling in rage. "You think you can just crawl in here with your slimy mouth and lie like this? A poor bastard like you, biting the hand that fed you. I should've let you rot in the streets!"
