Langdon Seal's lips curled into a bitter smile, "Jorge, can we count this as a favor I'm asking of you?"
Jorge Saxton looked at Langdon Seal with a fearsome expression, "Langdon, she's the daughter of my enemy, and you're pleading with me for her? I think you're love-blinded!"
Nearby, Jose Floyd, who had been silent all along, interrupted the conversation indifferently, "Alright, let's head back to Clearflower Estate and talk then. Jorge's hand needs to be taken care of."
Their gazes simultaneously fell on Jorge Saxton's hand, which had been injured by shattering a glass.
Jorge Saxton stared coldly at the blood continually flowing from his hand, "This pain is nothing compared to even a thousandth of that time! My family, all killed by those heartless Morris siblings! If I don't avenge them, I'll never find peace in my life!"
Three lives of his loved ones; he could never forget such a deep-seated grudge!
