Chapter 230

Everything that happened didn't seem like something the old Eloise, who would never stoop to underhand tactics, would do. "Mr. Sutton, let's not dwell on the past. Ms. Harwood was anxious when she heard you were at the hospital..."

"She was anxious, huh? She was just anxious to see how much I cared about Freya." Kieran's expression turned icy.

The surgical lights were still on, and Kieran sat in a chair by the corridor, waiting.

When he had carried Freya out of the police station just moments ago, he finally realized how much Freya meant to him.

Meanwhile, inside the police station, Preston sat calmly in a chair, listening to the wails of the women in the cell. "Keep going. Don't stop."

He wasn't one to hit a woman, but that didn't mean his men shared his reservations.

Witnessing the scene, Bob nervously wiped his brows. It had been twenty minutes. Any longer, and those women would be dead!

"Mr. Tyler... perhaps, do you think... maybe it's about time..."

eyes and said, "Who

stuttered, unable to

cell, ordering, "Hit them

"Yes, sir!"

from the women in jail just kept on going. Preston seemed to grow tired of the noise. He pulled a pistol from his belt and asked, "These are all on death row?" en

"Yes, they are."

Preston fired several shots into the

that he crouched down, covering his head with his

the

his gun, Preston casually blew on

of properly. I don't want

en

said, a cold sweat

would dare cross this underworld kingpin, not just in Echo City, but

"Keep an eye on Bob. Ensure he cleans

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