Chapter 170

Chris Steiner, the man in the suit, asked, “What happened here, nurse?”

“She was assaulted and passed out,” the nurse replied. “Who are you?”

“I was her classmate…”

“Then, could you contact her family?” the nurse asked immediately.

“O–Of course,” Chris quickly said.

“Come with us.”

“Okay.” Chris nodded and got into the ambulance.

Right after they left, James Wesley and his men arrived at Mansion 13, where they found the place littered with corpses.

Frank was the only one alive, sitting nonchalantly on the couch.

“You’re Frank Lawrence?!” James demanded angrily.

Frank nodded casually.

“Where’s my son?!” James then asked the question which he was most concerned about.

Frank pointed at a bedroom, and James rushed inside without a word.

He was left bawling hysterically to see his son’s gruesome death before his face contorted savagely.

“You bastard!” he screamed at Frank. “Who do you think you are, killing my son?!”

“Why not?” Frank replied, slowly rising to his feet. “Your son tricked my ex–wife and tried to force himself on her.”

“Your ex–wife?” James searched his memory. “Helen Lane?!”

Frank nodded.

James actually knew that his son had put considerable effort into wooing Helen but tried to dissuade him. He told Sean that he should look to heiresses who had more money and influence–in comparison to such utility, beauty was pointless.copy right hot novel pub