Hearing his underling's report, Douglas immediately stood up and asked with a glowering expression, "What did you say? Are you sure it's those two from yesterday?"
The underling nodded profusely in horror. "Yes, it's those two from yesterday. I wouldn't recognize them wrongly! They're currently smashing the things in the main hall of the first floor, and the guests are terrified."
Douglas kicked the coffee table furiously, but he accidentally touched his hidden injury, making him fly into a rage. "Didn't you say that Lucas Gray was knocked off the bridge? Why is he still alive?"
The one who came to report the matter earlier didn't seem too well, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "He indeed… fell into the river. We saw from afar that he fell off the bridge and plunged into the river. The rescue teams rushed over, but they were stopped."
Bam—Douglas slapped the underling hard on the face.