The helicopter landed in front of a villa, and Lester ordered his men to throw Gordon Collins into the basement.
The dim, damp basement had not a single ray of light seeping through, nor any signal.
Gordon Collins, who had many chances to escape, seemed to have given up hope for life this time and chose silence.
George, tied up and kicked into the basement, saw Gordon Collins lying on the ground, curled up, and his eyes reddened.
"Gordon..."
Hearing George's voice, Gordon Collins, who had been unresponsive, slowly lifted his deep eyes to look at George's pale face.
"Why?"
Why did he deceive him with a fake appraisal report?
He trusted George so much, why did he deceive him?
George, who had learned the results of the appraisal, shook his head quickly when he saw Gordon Collins looking at him with such disappointed eyes.
"Gordon, I didn't forge anything, I didn't deceive you!"