"Watch your mouth. Don't attack Kerry, or I won't let you off!"
"F*ck! Sharon, let me tell you that if it weren't for you, would I be living such a miserable life now? You b*tch, fight me head-on if you have the guts. I want to see what you can do to me."
The sound of a slap could be heard through the phone.
"Ah—" A miserable cry came through the phone, making Sharon very worried.
"Francis, let go of me! If you continue to do this, I'm going to call the police! Let go of me!" Kerry's voice was trembling with fear. She was even begging humbly, but Francis seemed to be torturing her.
Sharon ignored this clamor and hung up. She then called John.
"Uncle John! There's something important that I need you to help me investigate…" Sharon quickly finished speaking. "I'll head out now. Call some brothers to come with me. "
