Jeong-seok’s eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty look.
His perfect, chiseled face had become twisted in hatred and anger.
There were two reasons why Triple Group had returned to Erudia. One was for profit and the other was to get revenge.
“Mr. Garrison, I’m sure you have no objection with that, right?” Jeong-seok turned to look at Tyrone.
“Of course not! Everyone knows that I’ve never accepted that bastard into my family, much less bother about him. I just haven’t been able to do anything to his direct family members because of my reputation, but rest assured, I don’t hate him any less than you all do. In fact, I hope you target his wife or daughter!” Tyrone chuckled loudly.
The Garrison family had sworn against showing any kindness toward Levi.
After all, he had nearly gotten rid of their entire bloodline.
He had greatly humiliated them.
More than anyone, he deserved to die.
“Good, that’s all I needed to hear from you. I promise to make his wife and daughter wish they’d never been born,” Jeong-seok said with a wicked smile.
“No! No... No-”
All of a sudden, Olivia barged in and started mumbling haphazardly.
Tyrone was taken aback.
The reason being Olivia had only ever repeated the words “ghost” over and over and never anything else. What happened? Why is she suddenly saying"no?”
“What the hell is this? Where did this psycho come from?” Jeong-seok asked, clearly irritated.
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