"Yes, sir," replied the man with his head low. Then he left the living room quickly.
Angelo raised her head to look at McCoy, and her eyes were cold.
Because of the wound on the neck, McCoy couldn't walk quickly. He moved slowly to Angelo and then asked, "What do you want to drink?"
"No. Thanks. I'm here to ask you about something," Angelo refused.
Somehow, she felt he betrayed her.
"Please go ahead," said McCoy calmly. He seemed to be quite patient with Angelo. Even his mask couldn't cover it.
Angelo took a deep breath. She had known McCoy from her previous life, and he had never cheated on her.
She had offended Drake, so she didn't want to annoy McCoy.
"Are you going to take over the Watts group?"
"Of course not."
Angelo was puzzled, "Then why do you…."
But McCoy's words stunned her, "The Watts group was different from before. It's stinky and dirty now."
