"I really don't know what I should do with you, but I guess I should start with this. How about I sell you off to a brothel as a sêx slave?" His lips curled up in a tight lipped smile and Mrs. Xander eyes widened.

He straightened his posture and crossed his arms, he squinted his eyes and he knew deep within him how much he was boiling in rage.

Mrs. Xander couldn't believe what she had just heard. She laughed nervously, thinking it was some kind of a hilarious joke. But when she saw the seriousness in hid eyes, she realized he was dead serious.

"I... I don't get...