Hearing that the one who orchestrated the attack was Lily, Ethan couldn't accept it. To him, this was a cruel and unjust accusation. If the man was lying, Ethan was prepared to end his life right then and there.
"Prove it now! If you fail, I'll kill you!" Ethan snarled.
"I will prove it, but let me go first! I can't grab my phone like this!" the man pleaded, his voice trembling.
Ethan loosened his grip on the thug's hair and removed his boot from the man's chest. The thug, his mohawk damp with sweat, shakily pulled his phone from his pocket. He held it up as if it were a shield, a lifeline to back his claims.
"I'm not lying about this!" the man insisted, handing the phone to Ethan.
Ethan snatched it and glanced at the screen. What met his eyes wasn't a simple text or voice note; it wa
