Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 1657

It's just an oath, Nathan doesn't care at all.

He held up four fingers and began to swear, "I am telling the truth, if I lie, let me go to jail immediately."

"Since you yourself are willing to go to jail, Nathan, please do." Sebastian made a gesture of invitation.

"I'd like to, but I'd have to have the opportunity to." Nathan sneered.

Sebastian nodded, "Opportunity, isn't that what's coming?"

With that, he nudged his mouth and gestured for Nathan to look behind him.

Just a simple gesture, but Nathan felt a chill down his back and didn't even dare to turn his head.

It was Nancy who turned her head first.

She looked at the scene in front of her incredulously, her voice trembling and fearful, "Dad ...... brother ...... you guys how, how, this is impossible!"

As the crowd watched, Theo helped a bruised and bloodied Old Mr. Jones step by step toward the stage.

It was just a short distance of 50 meters, but Old Mr. Jones stopped several times and spent three minutes before he could barely reach the stage.

Without any description, it was enough to let people know how badly he was hurt.

"Nancy," Theo's body is also covered in blood, but it's all rubbed off on Old Mr. Jones, "I'm disappointed in you."

Nancy can do anything, but how can she kill her own father.

It's a fiasco!

Old Mr. Jones shook his head with difficulty, not even looking at Nancy, raised his hand trembling and pointed to the microphone.

He was going to talk and set Nathan's death sentence on the spot!

The emcee was on top of things, rushing to hand over a spare microphone and also turning up the sound to the maximum.

Old Mr. Jones opened his mouth and tried to speak.

His toothless mouth opened, filled with festering flesh and blood, again drawing a frenzy of shots from reporters.