"Call the Hawthorne family leader."
Hugo Watsons didn't even think about giving an explanation to the Slaughter Squad.
He didn't look at the evidence at all.
Len Hawthorne felt that the Watsons family hadn't been purged by the Slaughter Squad in years, and had forgotten their capabilities.
"Swish!"
A black card flew over.
It landed tilted on the redwood table.
The assistant beside Hugo Watsons couldn't help but stop his action.
"Mr. Watsons, I've given you a chance."
"Len Hawthorne, this is the Watsons family, not some small family in Sheffield City."
Hugo Watsons crushed the black card on the table with his strength.
"Precisely because of that, the Slaughter Squad sold the Watsons family some face, allowing you to come forward and explain."
However, now they were stubbornly protecting the people behind them.
This couldn't be blamed on the Slaughter Squad anymore.
Yancy Fisher stood by her husband's side, observing the reaction of the Watsons family.