"You...” Haward got up from the ground and rushed toward Hendrix.
Evan was faster as he kicked Haward's calf, causing him to kneel hard on the ground.
Hendrix looked at him coldly, pursing his lips. After some time, he looked at Evan and said, "Invite his parents and fiancee."
Haward struggled from the ground and grabbed Evan's hand. He looked at Hendrix and said, "Roberts, you scumbag!"
Hendrix looked at him coldly, "I can be more despicable. Do you want to see it for yourself?"
Both Hendrix and Haward stared at each other. Hendrix possessed greater imposing manners, Haward lost almost immediately.
"Okay, what do you want to know? I'll tell you!" Haward finally compromised and looked at Hendrix.
Hendrix retracted his gaze and glanced at Evan, "Go get Madam some fruit juice and green tea dessert!"
Evan was stunned for about two seconds. He gave me a confused look, nodded, and went out.
Haward sat on the ground and looked extremely disheveled. He looked up at me and said, "I did not touch her. You can check if you don't believe me."
Hendrix said nothing, but looked at him indifferently. Haward could feel his death by just looking at Hendrix.
Haward paused for a moment and continued, I'm only responsible for bringing Miss Reid to the hotel as per Madam Roberts's instructions. I don't know what happened after that."
The Madam Roberts that Haward mentioned was Nerissa.
"Is that all?" Hendrix asked, as his eyes darkened.
Haward nodded, "I don't know the man in the hotel. When I sent Miss Reid in, his back was facing me. He was about 1.85 meters tall and cold."
Footsteps of high heels could be heard coming from outside. It was none other than Nerissa.
Ucrebury has turned warmer in January, the temperature is not too high, just good enough to keep warm.
She came wearing a long gown that made her look elegant and graceful. Her high heels were particularly bright.
Nerissa was an elegant woman. However, she looked overdressed for this particular moment.
There were two men in black walking by her side. It was obvious that she was dragged by force.
She saw Hendrix as she walked in. Nerissa's face turned pale. She asked, "Hendrix, why are you here?"
Hendrix's slender body leaned back, relaxed and unrestrained. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why can't I be here?"
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