390 Chapter 390: Don’t Lay One Finger On Her

Aaron didn't even look at the phone. He just tossed it aside and said, "Why even bother?"

Stuart raised his voice and ordered, "Pick up the phone!" Then he lowered his head and adjusted his clothing. "You threatened me with my wife. Now it's payback." His voice was cold and harsh.

Aaron looked at him, curiously. "What have you done?" he asked, his voice quivering a little. He clicked on the phone and looked at the picture. There was a woman in a dark room with a blindfold over her eyes. His pupils shrunk to nothing, and a feeling of utter terror swept over him. Blue veins stood out on his thin wrists as he clenched his fists. Then he threw the phone on the floor and yelled, "What the hell have you done to my mother?"

Aaron was furious and jumped off the bed and plunged forward. He grabbed Stuart's by the collar of his shirt. "Let her go!" he shouted in a feeble voice.