Claire fought back her anger. "So, what do you want?"
Henry didn't conceal his coercing intention at all. "I will send you the address. If you want to save him, come here in person."
Claire gave a contemptuous chuckle. "He is the only son of the Johnsons and has also participated in the special medicine project. Do you really dare to touch him?"
"Miss Claire, do you forget that I can hypnotize a person?" Henry's voice was gloomy and cold as if a ghost was whispering in her ear.
Claire put away her smile and then leaned on the sofa again, yawning. She said in an indifferent tone, "What does it matter to me if he lives or dies?"
"Really? Then take another look at the phone. It's up to you whether you're coming or not."
The phone was hung up and a message popped up.
It was the address sent by Henry, and a video was attached.
Claire clicked on the video, and the video showed a shimmering sea, with rough waves lapping the reef.
