‘What?’

John glared at Waltz. His veins were bulging through his forehead.

“Who do you think you are? You don’t deserve to even speak to me. Get lost!”

From his point of view, Waltz was just like any other woman, perhaps slightly better looking. Under normal circumstances, he would definitely have tried to flirt with such a beauty. However, given the current circumstances where his wife and son were both locked in a coffin, he wasn’t in the mood for that.

John pushed hard on the coffin cover.

However, it didn’t budge at all.

It was sealed shut with nails. After all, his strength alone would never be enough to open the coffin.

“Guards? Guards! Come and help me out here! Are you all f*cking braindead? I didn’t pay you just to stand there and do nothing!” John roared, spitting his saliva all over the place with every syllable uttered.

The guards just looked at each other and didn’t dare to help.

They’ve learned their lesson after going up against Waltz.

This gorgeous vixen was s