“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

that Xander, his grandson, had really

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

why did you

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

“Xander!”

cold when he saw Xander. His gaze on Xander was

here to meet me, President

Byron grabbed Xander by

act! What did you

glanced at Byron’s grip on his collar. Then, he shrugged. “President Lawrence, are you sure you want to

his hands, and Byron’s attitude would not scare him even a little

Byron could do nothing to

he shouted, “What attitude do you expect me to show you after you have

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