Owen Winton certainly wouldn't be intimidated by a single word from Wyatt Lewis. He snorted coldly, "What do you mean? First, you slander my daughter, and now you want to slander me too?"
"Are you not afraid that in pursuit of your company's interests, you might really end up getting your daughter killed because of your plan?"
Owen Winton's dark eyes gloomily stared at Wyatt Lewis, "Stop making excuses. Everyone just saw you stab my daughter with a knife."
"Saw it with their own eyes? Who saw it with their own eyes?"
Just now, several police officers were being held up by some people causing trouble maliciously. Everyone was pushing and shoving each other into a crowd, and even if someone noticed them, it'd be impossible to clearly see their actions.
Owen Winton pointed at the knife on the ground, his brow furrowed deeply, looking at Wyatt Lewis with disgust, "With both testimonial and physical evidence, what are you still arguing about?"
