Just as Evelyn finished speaking, James Lockwood suddenly let out an angry roar.
He raised his fist, emotions unchecked, and swung it towards Evelyn.
Evelyn felt a rush of cold wind, seeing that massive fist fly by her eyes, and then it slammed into the wall beside her.
With a loud "bang," Evelyn was momentarily convinced there was an earthquake.
Her heart ached intensely, her eyes blurred with tears as she looked at James Lockwood, his handsome face dark and brooding, his jet-black eyes filled with fine blood vessels, countless anger spilling from his eyes, gritting his teeth, still restraining the impulse to destroy everything with the last shred of rationality.
"Is it enough?" James Lockwood held his fist out in front of Evelyn.
Originally a fine hand, now bleeding due to the excessive force used to punch the wall.
"I'll give this hand back to Logan Shaw, is that enough!" James Lockwood roared angrily.
