Chapter 112 BAD BLOOD

“You recognize him, don’t you?”

Julian’s throat closed. He did. That's Mr. Hale, his father’s right hand man. He's basically a family member.

Julian’s lips trembled. “S-stop…”

Henry tilted his head slightly, watching him.

“Oh, you do,” he said. “Good.”

Another shock ripped through the man.

Jul...

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