The living room of Tian fort was full of antique types of furniture, giving the vibe that they had just gotten back to the 18th century.
Hu was leaning on the wall near the stone fireplace, his eyes down on the schedule that his manager had sent him about the fashion show. His mood was already annihilated. How could he attend while he just lost his child? Not just that, his wife just returned from the death door.
"Bam, I don't know how but you must find the person who hurt her."
Bam nodded, got on his feet said, "I'm gonna call Fu Xiamen. He will help me to scan the place."
Wearing his leather jacket he turned to Victor, "I guess you must ask someone to watch over Anastasia Chen, she had revived her system and I am sure she wouldn't be quiet for what we did."
"I asked Ling to follow her, the guy heard me talking to Victor. But he said he would inform my father as he asked first, he doesn't like me, silly boy."
Hu answered that, watching Bam and Chuan leave.
