"Big brother, you can't…"
Hannah Ford's legs went weak, and with a thump, she fell to her knees on the marble floor.
Even Clark Barnes was trembling with fear at Richard Coldwell's uncompromising ruthlessness.
He thought that, as the illegitimate child of the Coldwell family, he was still of the same blood as Richard Coldwell. Even if Richard despised them, he would still show some mercy.
But at that moment, Clark truly felt the terror of Richard Coldwell. To him, his half-siblings were less than ants.
"Mr. Coldwell, do you think our Lulu would like such a bloody gift?" Lily questioned Richard Coldwell's taste, unable to agree with it, "Forget it, I'll take care of it. As long as you say the word, I can deal with them however I want, right?"
Richard Coldwell was indeed taken aback, his mind had only been on compensating Lulu, and he hadn't considered whether a severed hand would terrify the little girl.
