Chapter 832: Slapping the Drew Family's Face

Boyd's words had scarcely fallen when Carter's brow furrowed. Sir Drew, who was standing nearby, sensed that something was wrong. He was about to stop Carter from speaking, but...

"Who says it's impossible?"

Carter looked at Boyd with an expression as if he was looking at an idiot. "Mr. Drew, how do you know you haven't seen Cold Night? Actually, you've already met him!"

...

The whole room was as quiet as a tomb, eerily silent.

Boyd felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His heartbeat skipped a beat, and a bad feeling took root in his heart.

When had he seen Cold Night? Wasn't Cold Night already dead?

The corners of Boyd's mouth twitched involuntarily, and his gentle face gradually twisted into an ugly grimace. He didn't even dare to think too deeply about the meaning of Carter's words.

If Cold Night wasn't dead, then the Drew Group's copyright infringement...