Chapter 681 I'll Give You a Month

“…” Hart’s face became paler and paler.

Without him saying it explicitly, I could guess that Mr. Ferencz must have suffered inhuman abuse before his death. Otherwise, how could such a proud Mr. Ferencz do such a humiliating act as kneeling on the ground and begging for death.

"How long do you think you can last?" Li Yuan suddenly asked again, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

"..." Hart didn't answer, only Li Yuan said: "Charlson?"

Charleson immediately stepped forward and answered respectfully and seriously, "Mr. Hart's health is no longer as strong as it was twenty years ago. I think he can only last three hours at most."

"Only three hours." Li Yuan shook his head, a look of regret on his face: "That would be so boring."

Charleson was just laughing and kindly reminded: "Sir, Mr. Hart is old and in poor health, but his Tony is a serious young man, and young people have good physical fitness."

"Really?" Li Yuan responded lazily, then turned his gaze to Tony.

"You've grown up so much..." He sighed, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Tony was about the same age as Eddie when they were kicked out.

Mrs. Hermann, who was standing next to her, immediately sensed the hidden meaning and was so frightened that she immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Master Patriarch, please let my son and my husband go, please let our family go! Hart is old, and Tony doesn't have the ability to fight you. We really just want to live well. Please don't hold grudges against us, please..."

In response to Mrs. Hermann's plea, Li Yuan simply frowned and said, "Such noise."

Charleson waved his hand, and someone immediately carried the crying Mrs. Hermann out.

Tony also heard the hidden meaning, and his calves began to tremble uncontrollably.

Li Yuan sat on the sofa next to him, legs crossed, his movements showing aristocratic elegance.

He cast a condescending gaze on the younger Tony: "I'll also give you a month. As long as you can hold on, I'll let you go."

"..." Tony was shaking like a sieve.

Hart's eyes were red: "Ling Yin Warrens!"

"Mr. Hart, don't get excited." Charleson said at the right time: "Our gentleman just wanted to ask some questions, and it's Mr. Hart who is not giving us face."

"It's come to this, and Mr. Hart would rather sacrifice his only son than confess everything. It seems Mr. Hart is a born cold-blooded person." Charleson gave Tony a meaningful look and deliberately continued to stir up trouble: "He is indeed a cold-blooded person who hasn't raised a son in twenty years. Even if he is his own son, he doesn't care."

These words made Tony, who was in fear, completely collapse. He looked up and stared at his biological father with his blue eyes full of hatred.

"Mr. Ferencz, Mr. Ferencz, all you can think about is that man who's been dead for twenty years!"

"You've ruined my mother and me! If you hadn't betrayed the Warrens family, my mother and I wouldn't have fallen into this state of being neither human nor ghost."

"Why didn't you die back then? Why are you still alive? Why are you still trying to hurt me? You've ruined my whole life!!!"

Hart was stunned by his son's repeated unwilling questions. He was not surprised at his son's resentful eyes. If Tony was not controlled, he would definitely rush up and strangle him to death.

His son hated him, his only son hated him...

Hart's eyes were red as he laughed softly and kept laughing.

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