Quinn scolded Eric hysterically. Her hands were shaking because she wanted to hide her guilty conscience. She also did not want to endure the resentment and grievances that accumulated for many years.

There was hatred in her eyes as she looked at him. Her face was distorted from anger.

“You got your bodyguards to tie me up? What about him?”

She was scared.

Eric must know everything since he was waiting for them at the entrance of the bar.

“How did you know?”

Eric stared at her silently. The corners of his eyes were slightly red, but he did not want others to see his fragility.

It would be too easy for his defenses to break down.

Eric tightly clutched the bone that had lost its temperature.

He flashed a cruel and bloodthirsty smile as he threw it at her body.

His voice was gruff as he said, “He’s right here.”

Quinn saw the man’s bone clearly and was startled. Her face turned pale instantly.

She screamed and fell to the ground, looking at her son in horror.

“You...”

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