Damn it!
Matthew Morgan took off his coat and wrapped it tightly around Chloe Grant, lifting her up horizontally.
First, send her away. As for Lucas and those people—
He will deal with them one by one!
"Uncle Morgan... I, I won't leave!"
As they reached the door, Chloe Grant suddenly grabbed Matthew Morgan's sleeve.
She held on tightly, her knuckles turning white, and her body was still trembling.
At this moment, Lucas had already stood up from the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Regarding the punch from Matthew Morgan, he was also quite agitated.
"Leave this to me to handle."
Matthew Morgan looked down, his tone cold, but anyone familiar with him would know that this was already very mild for him.
"No, I want to know clearly!"
Chloe Grant held onto Matthew Morgan's arm, firmly refusing to leave.
