Jett was completely dumbfounded. His mouth hung open, frozen in place like a ridiculous stone statue.
Felix broke out in a cold sweat that instantly drenched his back, bowing repeatedly. He stammered, "Godfather, this is all a misunderstanding. We would never dare to offend you and your mother..."
Miles's voice held not a trace of warmth. "A misunderstanding? My mother is still lying in the operating room. Your men struck my mother."
Felix's legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to his knees. He said, "Mr. Donovan, I didn't know it was your mother... I truly had no idea..."
Miles cut him off. "You know now. Either you handle this impartially, take him," he pointed to Ivo on the hospital bed, "and him," he pointed to Jett, "all back for investigation. Or I'll handle it myself."
Felix
