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Chapter 497 Ormand or Viola's Male Servant

As she gently coaxed Ronian, his eyes reddened with tears inside.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I want to live. I don't want to give up the honor and wealth that I have now. I don't want to go to jail. I don't want to live like a walking dead. I would rather be dead!"

Ronian hugged the thin woman tighter and tighter.

"Don't worry. That bastard made you mentally ill, and that's why you lost my sister. I know how much you hate him."

"I will make him pay!"

In the evening, Konner came back, rubbing his lower back and complaining.

He had been forced to run errands at the National Bureau of Investigation for several days, and his whole body was about to fall apart from the pain.

Ronian was so cruel. Konner was not strong, and he didn't even have a belt. How could he bear the tasks of the Bureau with such a weak body?

He really wanted to cry because his life was squeezed out of him as if he was in hell.

When would this end?

However, when he thought of how Jerry was hit with rattan last night, he was so scared that he didn't dare curse Ronian.

He pulled on the wall with his soft, trembling legs, and slowly moved into the garden.

He stopped a male servant who was rushing somewhere. "Where are you running to? Come and help me."

The servant didn't move immediately. Then he walked to him to hold his arm. "I'm sorry, Mr. Konner, Mr. Ronian asked us to clean up the top floor. That's why I'm rushing and forgot to greet you."

"Why does Ronian want to clean up the top floor?"

The male servant shook his head. "We don't know the details. It's already past six o'clock. Mr. Ronian asked us to clean it up before night. Or he will make us suffer."

Confused, Konner was still considerate of him. "Go. Do what you have to do. Don't bother to help me. I can walk by myself."

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Konner."

The male servant bowed deeply and turned to run to the backyard.

Konner doubtfully looked at his back.

Last night, he suspected that Jerry had stolen something from the top floor, while today, Ronian asked servants to clean it up.

What does Ronian want?

His instinct told him that there must be a secret.

He slowly shifted his steps towards the backyard.

he heard the jarring noises of

servants and bodyguards, and even Dewey, but all of them were

things, some were smashing glass containers, and some were digging pits to bury

at such a

containers that had not been destroyed, which were thumb-sized glass tubes with transparent liquid at

a random glass tube and examined

was not far away, was shocked to see what Konner did. Dewey hurriedly walked over, took the glass tube from his hand, and put it back

your hand. Everyone is busy here and we can't take care of you. Would you like to go back to

preoccupied with his own thoughts. "Alright, you guys go ahead. I'm going back

"Take care, Mr. Konner."

bowed respectfully and turned to continue with his

secretly observed the messy backyard for a

one noticed him, he quietly picked up

pocket, and pretended to leave

all day, Ormand returned to the Viorin

home, who had always been

the evening, when they were

staring at Ormand.

and tapped her head. "What

"Oh, okay."

her slightly aching head and looked away. She

of the spaghetti in her bowl and

again.

and exchanged a glance with

her gaze guiltily, not daring

again.

was baffled. "Is there something on

I always think Mr. Hobson

closely

asked, "What did

looked at Jennifer with a

at the two of them and was a bit

out.

a while, she cautiously said, "I always feel that

Ormand looked at each

and stretched her neck to whisper

you think that Mr. Hobson looks like

male servant in Washington?"

Viola pretended to

loud in the quiet dining

he almost choked with

spaghetti.

chuckled at his

happened in Washington was Ormand's dark

him, so she asked, "Jennifer, who

male servant?"