But to his surprise, Mr. Valor actually stopped.

Connor was stunned. It... worked?

Jackson lowered his gaze and stared at his blood-stained hands... He remembered when she had described his hands as beautiful and clean.

She had no idea how much blood was on his hands.

"That's right, I'll get my hands dirty..." Jackson said softly.

"Mr. Valor, your hands..." Connor quickly offered him a handkerchief.

Jackson used the handkerchief to wipe the blood off his hands. He seemed to have lost interest in the man on the floor. He walked past him and entered the building.

Connor quickly followed him inside after giving a few orders to the security guards.

Those who witnessed the scene were shocked.

Who would've guessed that the usually cold and elegant Jackson Valor would be so scary when he got mad? He was like... the Grim Reaper.

He looked like he could kill a million people and not feel a thing.

Human lives seemed to mean nothing to him!

"You don't have to come in," Jackson told