"If it were up to me, I'd chop her into pieces and feed her to the sharks. Putting her in jail would be too merciful!"
"Is that so? My woman had been hurt like this, do you think I could handle this calmly?" Bradley's tone was icy, his face grew even colder, his fists clenched involuntarily.
Xavier hurriedly interjected, "I understand you're angry, but your injuries are severe. It's best to refrain from impulsive actions for a few days."
Bradley ignored him.
He grabbed his phone and dialed a number, his voice low, "Prepare. Move the madam's birthday banquet to the hospital. Also, send a set of clothes over."
"Understood, Mr. Bradley."
A procession of black-clad bodyguards arrived at the hospital, each carrying bouquets of flowers. The sight drew the attention of bystanders,
The frag
