Chapter 914
Hearing Clairâs name, Hankâs expression immediately changed, but he adamantly denied it âClair? I have no clue what youâre talking about.â
Marcus hit him back with. âYou think denying it will do you any good?â
Hank knew denial was pointless âWho in the world are you? How in the hell do you know her? What do you want from me?â
Marcus said, âYou and Clair were responsible for the death of my wifeâs father. Youâre even planning to frame my wifeâ
Hank went silent.
Who the hell was this guy? How did he know about stuff that happened over a decade ago?
The car accident was ruled an accident by the police, and no one ever suspected a thing. Why would this guy bring it up after all these years?
No way. He had no proof, and he must be trying to scare him. As long as he donât admit to anything, heâs got nothing.
While Hank was trying to figure out how to deal with Marcus, Ayden pulled out a recorder and hit play. The device started playing.
[Her husband is not a big shot in Riverton, not scary at all. What worries me is her president, Marcus from the Hartley Group. If Marcus decides to protect her, it will be very difficult for us]
[Riverton may be Marcus turf, but Rosenberg isnât. I plan to give her and her husband a lesson they wonât forget in Rosenberg. I want them to know, no matter how many years have passed, I still call the shots in Rosenberg]
This was the conversation Hank had with Clair not long ago!
Now, fear started creeping into Hank. âYou guys actuallyâ¦
Marcus confirmed, âYes, you guessed it. We did tap Clairâs phone.â
Hank roared hoarsely, âWho the hell are you?â
No ordinary person could tap someoneâs phone. This guy was definitely not ordinary.
Marcus replied, âAnswer my question firstâ
Hank had already forgotten what question Marcus asked. âWhat question did you ask?â
Marcus said, âWhat are your plans against us?â
Facing Marcusâ intense aura, Hankâs legs were shaking, but he still managed to say, âI came here tonight just to say goodbye to Granny Rebecca and to check on Cornelia. See, she really likes me, because I was a good friend of her fatherâ
No sooner had Hank finished speaking than Ayden landed a punch on him, making him spit out blood. âI canât stand people like you!â
Hank quickly begged for mercy, âDonât hit me. Iâll confess.â
Then Ayden stepped back to let him speak.
Hank said, âI hired some thugs to cause trouble and vandalize your place, but I canât reach them now.â
Ayden yelled, âCome out!â
Then, several men with battered faces appeared before them. Their bodies were covered in wounds, and they almost looked unrecognizable from their original
appearance.
The leader said, âHeâs the one who told us to come cause trouble, but we didnât start yet. Please let us go.â