A Wound that Never Heals

A Wound that Never Heals Chapter 261

Chapter 261 Down on Your Knees

Avery let Andrew pull him up because his hands were still cuffed on the table. Other than getting up, he was also unable to leave.

No matter how out of control Andrew was, he was still clear that this was the police station. There were some things that could not be said in this place, which was filled with surveillance and police.

He tried his best to suppress his anger and said in a deep voice, “Wait and see how I’ll deal with you, brat!”

Avery did not respond at all. Andrew pulled him up, and he stood up. Andrew scolded him and hit him, and he suffered.

Andrew was so angry that he could hardly breathe as he was old.

Turning around to look at Tom, Andrew gasped for breath for a long time before he tried his best to speak calmly.

“Mr. Dorsey, my grandson has a brain problem. His psychological illness hasn’t been cured, but he definitely has not done anything illegal, like taking drugs.

“The hospital gave me a report to prove his mental illness. As for whether he has taken drugs or not, I asked your subordinate when came in. He said that the results were out.

My grandson did not have any drugs.”

Outside the door, an auxiliary police officer came over with the examination report. He approached Tom and whispered, “Mr. Dorsey, it was carefully examined. Mr. Gallard did not take drugs.”

beside him a little vigilantly. Andrew said in a low voice, “Don’t worry. Taking drugs is

became a little

say anything else.

to take care

astray. It will be too late

right. My grandson has caused you trouble in the middle of the night. Thanks

had nothing to do with him. He did not speak, nor did he express any opinion or admit

brought him out that Tom looked at their backs and sighed, “He used to be a vigorous and

past two years. Mr.

grandson the most. Every

front of outsiders. Or perhaps, it could be said that he

and the autumn night wind began to

on the ground. When they arrived at the side of the car, Andrew gritted his teeth and said, “Get down to your knees.”

a head taller than him. The tall and strong man did not hesitate at all when he

knees on the ground. His anger surged

was unknown if it was because the autumn wind made his eyes uncomfortable or because of something else, but Andrew’s eyes

himself up against the car door. His steps were anxious and shaky as he walked around the back of the car and pulled out an arm-thick club from the

eyes turned red. “I told you to get down to your knees! You brat, how much have you ruined the Gallard Group over the years? Open your eyes and take a

Avery to spit out blood, but he still knelt

forward and his palm pressed against the ground due to inertia. There was a diamond ring on his ring finger. It was very conspicuous under the night