Chapter 245: A leash on Ralph

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"So, why are you here, G-dawg? Surely you're not here to beg for my forgiveness, are you?" Ralph asked, his brow raised. He knew a proud person like Greg would rather die than bow to anyone he didn't deem fit for his respect.

Greg said nothing and pulled out his phone. Scrolling through the screen, he brought out a photo and flashed it in Ralph's face.

Ralph saw the photo from where he was standing and his heart skipped a beat. He dashed forward to snatch the phone from Greg but he took his hand back. "Let's make a deal."

"W– was that my sister?" Ralph asked, his voice breaking.

"You're not sure?" Greg played a five minute video for him.

A young woman around 18 - 19, was wearing a white cap winter cap on her head, sitting on a wheelchair, wearing a pink fur coat. A nurse was pushing her wheelchair as they moved around a large, quiet compound. The nurse said something and the girl smiled.