Chapter 130. The Real Culprit - I

The man tried to protest. “Wait! Why are you all doing this to me? I didn’t do anything!” he exclaimed.

He struggled fiercely, but it was no use. He couldn’t possibly stand a chance against this many bodyguards.

Michael peered at the man closely. This stranger — the culprit, apparently — looked panicked, but he didn’t seem dangerous.

Yet.

Though that scar looked a little ominous…

Michael stopped the guards for a moment, staring straight into the man’s eyes. “What’s your name?”

“My name? It’s… it’s Hank,” the man replied, looking uncomfortable under Michael’s icy gaze. “Hank Howard. I didn’t do anything—”

“Who ordered you to crash into my sister’s car?” Michael’s voice was deceptively calm. “If no one ordered you to do so, then why did you try to kill her? Don’t even try to convince me that it was an accident. It was clearly a set-up. You did it deliberately,”

The man’s eyes went wild, and he began to struggle once more, albeit in vain as the