The man with his mouth covered was still struggling, convinced that he wouldn't truly dare to kill him under the broad daylight.
But the next second...
Something suddenly pressed against his waist.
That icy metallic touch,
terrified him to the point where his legs gave way, his eyes wide with horror.
Crazy...
Everyone said his young master was mad.
But it was the Hale family that was truly mad.
"Going to keep shouting?" He lowered his voice.
The man immediately shook his head; he wasn't foolish. The Wells family had paid him; he hadn't signed his life away. There was no need to lose his life over this. The man let go, and Wyatt Hale immediately stepped forward, grabbed some tape, and sealed his mouth.
He then used zip ties to bind his hands and feet.
It was Wyatt Hale's first time doing something like this, and though he was clumsy, he was incredibly excited!
The key point was, he was even humming a tune.
The man's eyes conveyed a defeated resignation.
It was all over.
