I lit a cigarette while that bastard Hardik was tied to a chair, what did he think after hurting my wife he could walk free? When he ran away I had already messaged aryan to track him. He was continuously yelling to let him go, do I know him? His father will deal with me and whatnot well that's regular shit said by those freaking rich kids.Ā
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