"Who?"
In that instant, Terrence Lentz's voice turned incandescently cold.
"It was Hikari, instigated by Nako Garcia."
At these words, Terrence squinted, "I've heard that an accident befell these two, with one losing his hands and the other his legs, is that correct?"
Upon hearing this, the person on the other end of the phone was taken aback and then instantaneously responded, "Yes."
Tonight, someone was destined to lose their hands and legs.
"As for the police station, make arrangements there too." Lentz's thin lips opened for the second time.
Those who bullied Viola Thompson.
He wouldn't let even one of them off!
Not a single one!
Thoughts like this made his usually stoic eyes filled with a dangerous glint.
"Alright, sir."
After hanging up the phone, Lentz returned to the sickroom.
At this time, there was not a trace of his cold demeanor left. All that could be seen was the caution that he took when facing his future uncle.
"Mr. Thompson, are you hungry?"
