Chapter 17

In the Larol Family Residence, Kevin Larol was pushed into the living room in a wheelchair by one of their maids then she left immediately.

Kevin was putting on a blue hospital gown and had a big bandage around his head.

There were three plasters on his face that covered up the cuts which appeared when Leon stubbed his face with his foot.

Both of his fingers down to his wrist were covered with bandaged and his eyes were bloodshot from the throbbing pain from his fingers whenever he moved.

In the living room were two men. One was an elderly man who was in his late 60s while the other was a young man who was just a few years older than Kevin.

“One man did this to you? What were you doing while he did?” The young man huffed spitefully.

Kevin clenched his jaw tightly and glared at him fiercely. “Jeff Larol, how many times do you want me to tell you he attacked me from behind?!”

It was simply shamefully for Kevin to admit he was really beaten by a fellow man. Worse still, by a lowl