Hayley Cole's eyes widened in fear as she looked at the man in front of her, his eyes bloodshot and his face ashen.
This man's features were twisted, his expression ferocious, as if he were a demon that had escaped from hell. There wasn't a trace left of the usual gentleness and elegance of James Reed.
"Ah!" Hayley Cole screamed, then felt her reaction was a bit too timid. With her hands on her hips, she questioned, "James Reed, why are you yelling? You scared me!"
"I ask you, who agreed to you severing ties with Frederick Cole? Who approved that?" James Reed had lost his usual composure, stimulated by the series of events.
The news brought by Hayley Cole was no less than the final straw that broke him.
"What, what are you doing?" Hayley Cole struggled uncomfortably, as James Reed's hands squeezed her shoulders like pliers, causing her acute pain. She even suspected he might crush her shoulder bones.
