"I don't know, grandpa! Bow many times should I tell you" Evander raised his voice as he lost his patience. "He took his wife and left. But he returned and shot Paul in the face for no reason."
Peter banged the table and Viola winced and pressed her back to the wall.
"No reason?" Peter shouted. "Since when did Leander do anything for no reason? Did he kill my aide for no reason? And he did that to your face?" Peter pointed at Viola.
He knew how much Leander respects his mother. For him to scare Viola like that… It's impossible!
"He must have lost his mind, grandpa," Evander stepped closer to Peter. Now would be the time for him to turn his grandfather's heart toward him. Leander gave him the chance just like he predicted. "You saw how he~"
"How long are you going to protect your little brother?" Viola stepped to the front. She didn't think that talking bad about Leander directly to the don would do any good right now.
