Chapter 414: Mor, our agents could not approach, so we only captured this blurred image.
He crushed his cigar with force, narrowing his eyes as he grabbed the photo.
A single look lit a predatory brightness in his eyes.
Head, throwing a threatening and red look like the blood to man in ck, his lips twisting in a sinister smile.
The man in ck became rigid, feeling as if death were watching him, and held his breath.
To present such inadequate information.
That said, Hale hit the desk, grabbed the gun and quickly shot with his unmistakable handle.
Before the man in ck could react,y in a pool of blood.
The sound of the shot caused two men to enter the study.
They respectfully bowed to Hale and quickly took the body.
Two others entered, which effectively cleaned the blood from the ground.
All the sequencested only ten minutes.
The room was new, as if nothing had happened.
He looked at the person in the photo, with his eyes burning with a dangerous and destructive intensity.
With a fast movement, he broke the photo in pieces and threw them in the trash.
He hates Harlee why he hasn''te to look for me.
At that moment, Matteo slowly approached behind, with a rough voice but with an unmistakable authority.
It is time to move on.
"You don''t understand, Matteo." It wille for me.
"Hale''s eyes flusted while her deep and cold voice slid down her thin lips.
His gaze was loaded with mncholy.
Harlee shouldn''t hate him! They were destined to be together, they were more appropriate for each other than no one! As for the man in his side ...
Humph, he had simply distracted momentarily, so he had not gone to look for him.
When they met, he has destroyed the dark night he had created casually.
That was not a sign of love, hidden under a veil of hatred looked at Matteo, uniformly.
He, how long you will continue with this imprudence I have already struck him in the tropical jungle.
Do not add your luck more! The man who had caught Harlee''s attention was not an ordinary individual.
Matteo had already crossed the road of Harlee, and bringing a man from his caliber would only worse things.
Matteo looked at Hale, who shared the same mother but had a different father, with an expression full of helplessness.
If I had known that Hale would be like that, he could have convinced his mother to have him close.
In that case, Hale would not have been wandering for twenty years, bing so upset! Hale''s gaze went down, his eyes shaded by long eyshes, asionally blinking with a dangerous shine ...