"What is this?"
With suspicion, Brayden Leopold raised his eyebrows and scrutinized the content on the video closely.
He saw a man pacing back and forth in the room, occasionally pulling out a cigarette from his pocket to smoke.
This figure looked very familiar, but Brayden Leopold couldn't recall who it was at the moment.
The video was very dark due to being taken covertly. Plus, it was getting close to dusk and no lights were on in the room.
Suddenly, a group of people walked into the room, the curtains were drawn in an instant, and the lights came on.
"Atlas Leopold!"
Seeing the person in the video, Brayden Leopold's eyes nearly popped out.
"How could it be him! Didn't you break his legs? How could he possibly be standing so soon!"
Brayden Leopold couldn't believe it; he had also visited Atlas Leopold and bribed the attending doctor, learning that Atlas Leopold was doomed to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, with no chance of his legs ever recovering.
