“Your grandson, Xander Lancer, has used certain means to make my wife, Rosalie Jacobs, fall into a deep coma. She still has not woken up now!”

Byron repeated the statement expressionlessly.

Old Master Lancer started breathing heavily as if about to get a heart attack.

Byron frowned and patted Old Master Lancer’s back to appease his shock. Then, he handed Old Master Lancer the cup of tea.

“I did not want to tell you this, but you left me no choice by insisting I do so.”

Old Master Lancer tried his best to calm down. Gradually stabilizing his breath, he took the cup of tea and gulped as he looked at Byron in disbelief.

“Maybe there is some misunderstanding. Xander would never do something like that. This is impossible…”

Byron said, “I would not have come if I wasn’t certain it was him who did it.”

Old Master Lancer was at a loss for words.

Byron would never visit them rashly

Xander, his grandson, had really done

atmosphere in the garden tensed up, a noise came from the

did you call for

greeting his grandfather, Xander glanced at Byron casually. “President Lawrence, what

“Xander!”

saw Xander. His gaze on Xander was murderous and

smirked. “Looks like you are here to meet me, President Lawrence. May

soon as Xander said that, Byron grabbed Xander by his collar and

you do to Rosie? What

raised an eyebrow provokingly as he glanced at Byron’s grip on his collar. Then, he shrugged. “President Lawrence, are you sure you want to speak to

in his hands, and Byron’s attitude would not

knew Byron could do

show you after you have harmed my

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