Evening with The Wilson Family.
Inside the flower room with the curtains tightly drawn, even if the floor was rinsed twice by Jonathan, there was still a strong smell of blood.
Jonathan grimaced helplessly, “Jacob, more punch?”
“Liam didn’t say to stop.”
If Liam doesn’t say stop, who dares to stop?
Jacob wouldn’t dare.
Jonathan … is more afraid.
Jonathan carried the hose while flushing the floor again, while sneaking a glance at the figure of the rattan chair.
The man leaned back in the rattan chair with his eyes closed, his eyebrows tightly clustered, and his handsome face was ice-cold.
Far more bizarre and dangerously cold than usual.
Jonathan swallowed a mouthful of spit, and his gaze returned to Jacob at his side, and continued in a low voice: “Jacob, this is not the way to go on, Liam does not eat or drink the body can not carry, in this way … we have to die! I don’t want to brush the floor.”
Who isn’t sleepy!!!
He was also eager to sleep.
But if Liam doesn’t sleep, which one of them dares to leave.
Jacob glanced at his own Liam, who was incomparably gloomy on the wicker chair, and sighed secretly.
Since the Michael Burke incident, Liam has been investigating the entire Wilson Family.
This investigation, found seven or eight problematic.
It wasn’t just Michael who paid people off, but other forces in The Wilson Family as well.
Don’t look at Liam as a cold person, but he is more concerned about family and friendship than anyone else.
These people in The Wilson Family’s Dark Division were chosen by him personally.
The one he chooses is the one he trusts.
But these people betrayed Liam for all sorts of things, and there were even people who wanted to kill him yesterday.
If not found in time, lying here I’m afraid it would be Liam.
The people who are personally trained to stab the knife in the back like this, Liam’s heart is cold, so today’s emotional outburst.
Their group is both heartbroken and scared, no one dares to lean forward, much less leave.
Jacob pinched his brow with a headache, a million times over, “You can sleep, Liam won’t say anything.”
Jonathan knew Liam wouldn’t say anything, but … he wouldn’t sleep, he was worried about Liam.
He didn’t want Liam to go into depressing emotions over the betrayers and then not eat or drink.
Liam’s body won’t hold up at this rate.
“Jacob you and Liam are so close on a regular basis, go talk to Liam about life and ease his emotions. Only when Liam is in a good mood, everyone will be at ease.”
Otherwise, the group of people in the dark department can’t even hit and run.
One by one, they would rather stay here with Liam and stay up.
“Going up to brush up on Liam’s presence when he’s unstable, you want to see me thrown into the sea to feed the fish!”
Jacob spat out faintly, Jonathan was full of anxiety, “Are we just going to watch Liam go on like this?”
“Unless, of course, we’re both Liam’s babies …”
The mention of the word baby, Jacob’s words stopped abruptly in mid-sentence, and his gray eyes suddenly lit up.
“SHIT, how did I forget about her.”
Jonathan stared at Jacob in confusion, “Who?”
“Liam’s baby!”
“Huh?”
“Oops, Rita!”
Jacob knocked Jonathan’s head in disgust.
Jonathan smiled and his face darkened, that bitch?
She is just a useless person, can she be useful?
He dislikes Rita in his heart, but after thinking about it, it seems that there is no other way but to let Rita try.
So after a battle of the minds, Jonathan finally compromised, “I’ll go get her?”
“No need.”
“That’s?”
“Maybe a phone call will do.” Jacob smiled, fished his phone out of his pocket, then walked a little farther to dial Rita’s number.
However, there was no answer when I dialed it.
Hmm?
What is the situation?
Jacob stared at the unresponsive phone screen, his eyes blinking and blinking.
Is it hard to sleep already?
It can’t be, it’s only eleven o’clock.
Jacob called again undeterred, but no one answered.
Twice …
Three times …
Still no answer.
Jacob was looking at his phone and wondering about his life when suddenly Rita returned the call.
In the silent flower room, the bell seemed abrupt and loud at the moment.
Perhaps it is too noisy, the wicker chair on the closed eyes of Liam suddenly a cluster of ink eyebrows.
Jacob hastily clutched the phone in his hand for fear of upsetting Liam even more.
However, the man on the rattan chair suddenly opened his mouth, “Who’s calling?”
Jacob swallowed and said truthfully, “Rita.”
At the sound of Rita, the man in the chair’s eyes widened.
Although the eyes are scarlet and red, but it is because Rita is soft.
As it happens.
The only person who can make Liam’s iceberg melt at this time is Rita.
Looks like he bet on it.
Rita is their saving grace.
Jacob was gloating when a man’s low voice came to his ear, “Pick up.”
Jacob answered the call with a smile on his face, ready to wait for Rita to save them from the fire.
However …
Waiting for the girl’s sweet and sticky voice, but an unfamiliar voice.
And it’s a man’s voice.
“Hello.”
Male … men?!
Jacob suddenly panicked, raised his eyes to see the wicker chair on the bottom of their own Liam eyes crystallized a thick layer of ice heart thump.
Geez.
Why is there always a man on the phone every time I call Rita.
This time it may also be just friends.
Well, friends.
Reassuring himself, Jacob smiled and said, “Hello, this is Jacob, is Rita there?”
At this time, the other side of the phone, Hudson heard the word Jacob eyebrow tail frivolous.
Jacob?
The name seems familiar.
If I remember correctly, the guy next to Liam is Jacob, right?
After about two or three seconds of being frozen, Hudson came back to his senses and asked tentatively, “Rita’s ex-husband’s people?”
The title ex-husband was a little hard to hear, but Jacob responded, “Yes, may I ask if you are …??”
As soon as Jacob’s words fell, Liam also raised his eyes and looked over.
Almost everyone here, except Liam, held their breath and strained their ears for Hudson’s answer.
And Hudson’s mind is racing.
Rita and Liam’s past how to put aside for now.
The Brooks Family would not have approved of Rita and Liam’s relationship if Liam had killed his mother, Rosa, alone.
So –
In view of the heavy feud between the two families, Rita and Liam are better off in the long run than in the short run.
After clearing his mind, Hudson glanced at Rita, who was chatting with her dad Jackson on the balcony, and slyly opened his mouth: “Her boyfriend.”
Her boyfriend?
The four words came out of the microphone, Jacob and others breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to cover the microphone.
But it’s too late.
Liam on the wicker chair had heard the real thing long ago.
Jacob raised his eyes to look at the man’s black clouds to destroy the appearance of the city, nervous straight swallowing saliva.
Shit … is finished.
What a fucked up life he’s had.
Did he do something in his previous life that would not be tolerated in heaven and earth, digging up people’s ancestral graves?
This life to pay the debt ah!!!
He originally wanted to move help to save himself in the water, but now …
Why does he feel like he’s given himself a death hotline.
However, the other party was afraid that his death was not thorough enough, and added a knife, “You tell Liam for me, do not come to bother my Rita again.”
Liam grimaced: “…”
Jacob vomited blood on the spot: “…”
Jonathan on the side is also listening to three mouthfuls of blood, “…” this is Jacob thought of a good idea?
Oh …
Good, but really good.
This call ruffled, they can go directly to the crematorium by car.
And at that moment, the phone was hung up with a bang.
The hang-up tone in the flower room beeped as if it was a harsh ghost demanding death, Jacob was so scared that he hung up the call.
At this time, the flower room because just a phone call, suddenly like falling into the eighteenth level of hell.
It was cold and icy.
The man on the rattan chair because Hudson’s words, under the eyes rolled up like a twelve-level storm of murder.
It’s over!
Liam is really angry this time!
The crowd in the flower room held their breath almost simultaneously, trying to reduce their presence for fear of being pulled by Liam to the altar.
Jacob: “…” can’t see me, can’t see me.
Jonathan: “…” can’t see me either.
A group of bodyguards are even more shivering: “…” praying to be ignored.
About three seconds later, Liam raised his eyes to Jacob.
Cold lips opened, “Where is she and who is she with?”
The man’s tone is clearly unrestrained, but it is an imposing pressure.
Jacob re-fumbled his phone with shaking hands, “I’ll, I’ll ask Aiden about Rita’s side.”
Soon secret guard Aiden sent over the location of Rita’s location.
But Jacob’s throat rolled up and down when he saw that the address showed a hotel.
Liam wrinkled his eyebrows, “Where is it?”
Jacob shuddered, “… KR Restaurant.”
Hotel.
Surprisingly, it is a hotel.
That’s quite a reverie-inducing address.
The man in the rattan chair abruptly rose, “Prepare the car.”
The man was just about to lift his leg when the phone in Jacob’s hand rang again.
This time it’s not a phone call, it’s become a video call.
Looking at the screen, the corners of Jacob’s mouth twitched.
Just now the buddy, you think to me on the body of the knife is not deep enough.
What are you doing?
Jacob didn’t even think about raising his hand to hang up, but the man beside him suddenly came over sideways and his eyes fell on his screen.
He couldn’t see how many meanings his own Liam was, and asked stiffly, “Liam, does this answer it or … not?”