After a Bar Host Impersonated My Heir, I Took Over the Family and Silenced Them All
Language: en
No one expected that I, an ordinary driver, would actually dare to hit Brandon Reed. The slap cracked through the room, painfully loud, and drew every gaze toward me. Brandon Reed covered his swollen, pig-like face and lay on the floor, screaming in agony. The lights of the luxurious banquet made his twisted expression look especially glaring. “You... You dared to hit me!” Brandon Reed shouted furiously, his voice filled with disbelief. My two dear sisters immediately rushed over and helped him up, anxiously checking whether he was hurt, their eyes full of concern. “You clueless driver!…