Before Isaac could finish, Clayton’s hand swung over coldly, punching the right side of Isaac’s face.

Isaac’s words were really filthy.

Clayton’s eyes were sunken cold as he stood up. He brushed his hands with great disdain.

Isaac was hit to the side. This time, he really had no more strength to speak.

Every pore of his body hurt as he bled.

“It’s not your place to give directions to my woman. Isaac, I know exactly what kind of trash you are. If you lay a finger on my son, I’ll make you pay