Bruce instinctively raised his arm to protect her, and the flowerpot was smashed into pieces on his arm.
His face was gloomy, and he glared at me murderously. "It seems that I indulged you too much, so you became so mean.
"Before, you hired someone to kidnap Carol. I didn't punish you because I knew you felt sad about the child's death. Now you are trying to hit Carol with a flower pot. I won't let it go this time.
"I will not stop punishing you unless you apologize to Carol."
Just as Bruce said, he soon took action.
My younger brother, Dylan, who had made great contributions to the company and had just been promoted to vice president not long ago, was now fired.
Moreover, although Dylan had a resume from a prestigious university and extensive work experience, he was repeatedly rejected when he went to interview at other companies.
My parents ran a small restaurant, and thugs started to come and cause trouble there. My father went up to argue with them but was beaten by the thugs and sent to the hospital.
Bruce even didn't let go of my relatives who ran fruit stores, and he always asked some people to cause trouble for them.