"F*ck, who drank the liquor that I gave Mr. Sullen? Step forward and identify yourself!" Tony roared as he glared at Bradford and his family.
His ferocious glare scared everyone out of their wits as the blood drained from their faces. Collectively, they looked toward Silas.
"D-Don't look at me! I didn't do anything. It's just everyone's assumption. The theft has nothing to do with me at all!" Utterly terrified, Silas' legs nearly gave away.
After all, Tony was a man with a feared reputation. Provoking him was like poking the bear with a stick.
"So you were the one behind this! Who told you to drink the wine?" In two large steps, Tony lunged at Silas and grabbed him by the collar. "Spit out the wine you drank right now!"
Bam!
Without warning, Tony slammed his fist against Silas' abdomen. The sudden impact caused the latter to shriek in agony.
