King Blake slammed on the brakes and looked at Wendy who had stretched out her arms like a bird trying to stop a car. He rubbed the space between his eyebrows and calmly opened the door to get out of the car.
"How did you know that I've been staying here?" King Blake, as usual, talked straightforwardly.
Wendy stepped forward eagerly, trying to grab his arm, but was shaken off. She could not help but ask him in despair, "King Blake, why are you doing this to me?"
A puzzled look appeared on King Blake's face. "How do I treat you?"
"I know that you have detained the goods of the Morgen Group and let those Wolf Pack end their cooperation with us. No one else can do this but you, right?"
King Blake smiled faintly and said coldly, "It's not me this time."
Her mind was spinning. She thought about everyone in Miami, but she still couldn't figure out who wanted to against the Morgen Group.