Chapter 145: Living Through A Nightmare

"What does that mean?!" Cedrick circled the table and approached Richard. He grabbed him by the collar, but Richard calmly swatted his hand away.

"Don't touch me, Cedrick. Unless you don't value that hand of yours."

"I value my hand less than I value my daughter. My daughters are precious to me! If anything happened to them, I..."

"Precious, huh? Aren't you raising them to mold them into a perfect collection for your harem? You're grooming them into beautiful girls to suit your preferences."