Malcom Moore didn't care and looked at Charles Moore, "Dad, you agree that I was right to hit him, don't you?"
"Cough cough." Charles Moore coughed, "Not to say hitting someone wasn't right, but could you be more discreet after you do it?"
"What good is being discreet? When I, Malcom Moore, want to teach someone a lesson, I do it openly."
Malcom Moore looked at Charles Moore and continued, "I did this for Benedict Owens to see. This is the result of his daughter bullying the people I protect! Besides, Adrian is back now, and when I see him, I'll tell him. I think the River City Party Secretary needs to be replaced."
Charles Moore glanced at Malcom Moore, feeling he had really grown up, then nodded, "Mm, do as you see fit."
After speaking, he stared at Malcom Moore and asked, "Boy, are you interested in that girl from the Sterling family?"
Malcom Moore: "..."
Interested?
Maybe.
Lately, he couldn't help but think about that woman, recalling her cute and angry demeanor.
