On the other side, Mr Harlow was nursing his recently recovered leg. He looked at the screen of his phone and muttered angrily, "Where is that woman? Does she not know that it is already time for me to go and play cards?"
Mr Harlow was addicted to gambling and couldn't stay put without throwing a few cards and winning a few rounds. Even if he lost the money after the next few rounds, he had to play.
Usually, it was Mrs Harlow who handed him the money as he had none of his own. However, even after waiting for three hours, he couldn't see the money in his account which made him troubled and angry.
Not to mention, she did not send any money to him last night for the alcohol that he wanted to buy.
The more he thought about it, the more angry Mr Harlow became. He paced in his bedroom before pulling out his phone and calling Aaron.