Jolene got out of the car to see if she was hurt.
The other party was lying on the ground, with disheveled and slightly gray hair, he should be a middleâ
aged man.
Jolene walked over and didnât know where he was injured, so she didnât dare to help him casually, so she bent down and asked.
âSir, are you all right?â
The other party slowly raised his head from the ground, and when Jolene met his eyes, he suddenly froze.
This is a familiar face, the familiar one cannot be more familiar.
Because she has been looking at this face for more than ten years.
The other party froze for a moment, and quickly recognized her.
âJolene? Itâs really you, by the way, I went home two days ago, why isnât Lilith at home?â
Jolene forced herself to calm down immediately.
The man in front of her was none other than her stepfather, Bob.
Jolene had never expected to meet him here, she had forgotten that there was such a man as her stepfather, who had disappeared since the last time he took all the money she had deposited with Lilith.
But itâs so surviving that he suddenly bumped into him at this time.
Jolene can only act, and she has to act: âSir, have you got the wrong person?â
âWhat did you admit to the wrong person? Jolene, are you kidding me? Or do you want to deny me as a father? Well, I understand. I donât know where Lilith has gone. I went to your original house to look for it, and you I donât live there anymore, Iâm going to ask Frank, Frank doesnât know anything, you guys think Iâm dead, right?â Bob got up from the ground, but he didnât stand up, but sat crossâlegged in the middle of the road.
Jolene knew he was going to be a rogue.
He suddenly appeared now, he must have spent all his money, ammunition and food, otherwise he would not have looked for them.
âSir, if you have nothing to do, please get out of the way!â
âYou donât have to do this, we pay for one size, and if your car hits me, I have to lose money.â
Jolene figured their car didnât hit him, sheâd always hated scoundrels the most.
Jolene said to the following driver: âIf you are sure you didnât hit him, then we should call the police and let the police deal with it. Isnât there monitoring here?â
Jolene pointed to a camera overhead.
âJolene!â Bob was a little annoyed: âItâs fine if you deny me, but now you bump into me and want to deny it?â
âThen we will call the police and deal with it. If the monitoring shows that we hit you, we will pay your medical expenses and lost work expenses, but if you touch porcelain, you will not get a penny.â
âYou come with me, right? Jolene, without me raising you and Frank, how can you grow so big? Can you go to a prestigious university? You whiteâeyed wolfâ¦â These words have become Bobâs mantra, as long as He tried to ask for money, so he repeated these words again.
Jolene doesnât talk to him, in fact, she can give him some money to send him away, but she doesnât want to tolerate this kind of person.
Jolene turned around and got into the car, the driver followed and discussed with Jolene in a low voice:
âItâs troublesome to call the police, or give him some.â
In fact, it is quite troublesome to call the police, and the monitoring needs to be adjusted. It takes a while to go back and forth, and the driver will have to pick up Chris later.
Jolene pondered for a moment: âTalk to him, and send him away as soon as possible. Now the road is blocked. If it drags on, we wonât call the police. The people behind will also call the police.â