Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 732

Chapter 732

"I just wanted to know something." Harold laughed, but there wasn't the slightest hint of a smile in his eyes. "Who wants to kill you?"

Leo's face twitched for a moment, and he opened his blood-stained teeth. "Don't you want to kill me?"

"Leo." Harold's tone was calm. "If you don't want to say anything, then your life is meaningless to me."

"Perhaps you can take this opportunity to think about whether you should explain it clearly to me or enter the interrogation room and let your old friends hear the trial... You know, they all hate you. As long as they know that you are still alive, they will use all kinds of means to force you."

Leo gasped for breath, and the cold air directly poured into his lungs. It was not a good feeling, but he could only use it to keep himself awake. "It's not necessarily good to fall into your hands either, is it?"

Harold's lips curled into a smile. "At least I won't let you sign and press your fingerprint on some crimes you didn't commit."

Leo shut his mouth and did not speak.

He lay paralyzed on the ground as if he were dead. Because he was sweating and covered in dust, he looked very embarrassed. Under the dazzling light of the lamp, his facial features had traces of time, which was completely different from the high spirits he had when he first met Harold. All these years of hiding and concealing his identity made him quickly age. There was deep exhaustion in his eyes and eyebrows, like a dog that had been beaten to death. As long as he saw someone raise his hand, he would subconsciously shrink.