Divorced Barren Mother Gave Birth To Triplets
“I’ll make you wish you could crawl back into your mother’s womb!”
Before he could finish, Nero flung a rugged, shock-resistant phone at Rashford’s face. It hit with a dull *thump*, bouncing to the floor. Rashford blinked, nonplussed, his eyes darting between the phone and Nero’s impassive face.
“You have ten minutes to call for help,” Nero said, his voice cold and indifferent, each word heavy with challenge. “Mobilize all your men. Show me what you’ve got. Bring your big guns to support you. Whether you’re coming for me or my family, bring your A-game and don't hold back!"