If he had known earlier that this woman belonged to Young Master Morris, even if he were given more money and praised with more good words, he wouldn't have taken this job!
But now that he's already done it, he can only see it through to the end.
He looked at Malcom Moore, nervously saying, "This lady is suspected of stealing design blueprints, causing significant losses to the company. We received a report, just routine..."
"Bullshit! Routine involves beating her?" Malcom Moore coldly interrupted the middle-aged police officer. "Who gave you the right!"
Looking at the girl covered in scars, barely clinging to life, Malcom's heart burned with rage.
Then he gently put Serena Sterling down, stepped forward without giving the middle-aged police officer a chance to react, and with a snap sound, dislocated one of his arms. "Now tell me, what have you done to her?"
