Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Nancy looked at Jay incredulously, "Jay, how could you do this!"

This is Jay's own father, and to do so would be a treasonous act.

"Sorry Auntie, I can actually not ask for compensation, but only if you stop now." Jay said.

In his eyes, there had been more than a little pleading, "Auntie, stop, or it will really be too late."

He wasn't sure how much longer he could protect Nancy.

Nancy didn't hear the other side of the story.

She was still angry and on fire, "You let me down so much, I did all this for you and you hurt me so badly!"

With that, he raised his slap high while.

Jay's cheek even set off a harsh palm wind.

But that slap never landed on Jay's face.

Even so, Nancy couldn't let go.

It's her Jay!

After slapping this in front of everyone, how should Jay save face?

Until such time, Nancy's heart was full of Jay.

But Nathan didn't think so.

He slapped that instead of Nancy.

A snap echoed throughout the auditorium.

Everyone was stunned.

Jay also unbelievably turned his deflected head back, feeling the taste of blood in his mouth, his eyes gradually scarlet, "Who are you to hit me?"

"You should be beaten up for being such an ungrateful thing. We're about to take down the Jones Family, and you dare to stir the pot, you deserve to die!" Nathan cursed angrily. Nancy was incredulous and went up to hold Jay, her tone concerned, "Jay are you okay, let me take a look."

Jay shook his head, his gaze still on Nathan, "It's not up to you whether I should die or not, but it's true that you should, after all, you're a wanted man."

"So what if I'm a wanted man, just some trumped up charges, once I get the Jones Group I can get a lawyer to 'clear' my grievances, and you, all of you, deserve to die!" Nathan has gone into a frenzy.

Today anyway, the face has been torn, so simply tear a little more shattered.

Nathan pulled out the seal in his pocket and held it high in his hand, "See this, this is the Jones Group's private seal, so I can easily play the Jones Group in the palm of my hand."

To make him pay for it, right?

Well, the money will be allocated from the Jones Group's finances, so that Jay can feel what is called the wool on the sheep's back.

Immediately afterwards, Nathan turned his gaze to Sebastian, "And your so-called president's position, a person who does not even have a private seal, what makes him the president, this position, is mine!" The reporters' flashes were all over the place, not daring to miss the moment.

It's really wonderful!

It takes a truly despicable person to do something like steal a private seal.

This can indeed get the company, but in the end, the victory will be criticized, even if it is sitting in the position of president, will be looked down upon.

But Nathan did it anyway.

It means that he is really driven to the point of desperation.

"The personal seal was stolen by you," Sebastian's tone was very light, "I told you, for good reason, how can there be such a bold thief in the company, this matter, we have to trouble Nathan to go to the police station to explain."

"What are you talking about," Nathan wasn't going to fall for it, "It's from Old Mr. Jones, what does it matter to you, after being the heir for a few days, you really think you own the company?"

"Are you sure, my grandfather gave it to you?" Sebastian's tone grew colder, "Don't you dare swear!"