Meanwhile, Jack and Isla’s mother, Trisha Jenkins, were at the tux shop.“Mrs. Jenkins, what do you think of this suit?”“Mm, not bad.” She was clearly satisfied. “Go try it on. It should fit you well.”“Okay, give me a moment.”He went into the fitting room to try on the suit. He had only just started to change when he heard a scream outside.“Help! Oh my god, what are you doing?!”“Mrs. Jenkins, watch out! Someone, come quick!”“Sir, please calm down! Nobody has to get hurt here.”Jack pulled the curtain open and stepped out. “What’s going on?”He saw Bennett holding a fruit knife to Trisha’s throat.“Bennett, let Mrs. Jenkins go!”Trisha’s face was pale. She was so scared that her voice was trembling as she said, “Young man, whatever you want, just say it. If I can give it to you, I’ll do my best. I’m old. I can’t handle being scared like this!”Bennett stared at Jack and smiled wickedly.“You’ll give me whatever I want?” “Then, I want your daughter not to be marr
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