He frowned. It was obvious that he had no plans to tell me. After some deliberation, he looked at me and said, "Miss Reid, you need to rest well!"
He attempted to leave after saying that. Feeling anxious, I threw the glass on the ground and said, "If you plan to threaten Hendrix with my life, you should at least tell me what's going on. I'd like to die with more understanding of my situation."
He stopped walking towards me, looking more than displeased. His eyes fell on the smashed glass on the ground. "Miss Reid, you should value your life more!"
I took a deep breath as I looked at him, "Mr. Westin, I know you're not from Myanway. It doesn't matter why you became Kaleb's subordinate, but there's a line to everything. You've committed so many crimes. Aren't you afraid that some kind of retribution will catch up one day?"
He sneered and looked at me as if he were looking at a fool as the nurse came in to clean up the glass fragments.
He found a seat and sat down, his tanned skin almost shimmering under the light. He looked straight at me, his gaze intimidating.
After a while, he said, "I don't believe in God, so I don't believe in that. Don't wish such ill will on us. Mr. Becker and Mr. Roberts have a personal grudge against each other. You being there was part of the plan, and it was expected. Mr. Becker already had this planned after what you said to Tiago in the car."
"Initially we thought that you were just Sebastian's woman, which made sense since the Milton family was looking for you. But we had to do another background check on you when you told us that the Roberts Family, Reid Family, and the Moore Family in Jarold City would protect you. Although there wasn't much information on that, it was good enough for us to set this trap up and escape unscathed."
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