Won't Be Able To See Each Other Again [I]

"Hanson is your son. How could you do this to him?" Hazel couldn't suppress her anger. She glared at him and clenched her fists.

Jobson didn't wait for a second to answer her question. "You're right. He's my son. That's exactly why he should do what I tell him to do." His voice sounded cold and ruthless.

When they stepped out of the elevator, eight tall and brawny men in black stopped them and stood in their way.

"What are you doing?" Jobson sounded alarmed. Seeing the men in front of them, he thought they looked dangerous.

"You can leave now. We'll take Miss Hazel with us," one of the men said flatly. Their mere presence turned the whole atmosphere tense.

Jobson glanced at Hazel and thought, 'Did this woman get into any other trouble?

These guys seem to be from a powerful family. I only have two bodyguards with me. If anything happens, we won't stand a chance. I should go.