George Sinclair was fuming with anger, his eyes glaring at Liam Cloud, "Liam, this is my house, and I want to save my son, what's wrong with that?"
Liam Cloud's calm gaze held a trace of ruthlessness as he squinted his eyes.
"Oh, you still know this is your house, huh? I should ask you why the person I'm looking for is found in your home?"
"Yes, George, you confidently claimed that there was no one hiding in your house, but now this person was genuinely found there, and not just that, your son intended to harm them, right?" The Patriarch of the Long Family interjected coldly.
"Eddie Long, stop exaggerating here, I said I would explain after this is resolved, my son's life is at stake now."
George Sinclair was on the verge of losing his mind. This was his only son; if something happened to him, he wouldn't want to live.
"Liam, I'm begging you, can you let me save my son first?" George Sinclair pleaded.
