The man was dressed in a black suit, sitting there with a sorrowful expression.
If it weren't for his manic episodes, Bella Sutton would have wanted so much to walk over and hug him, offering some comfort.
But, she couldn't.
She could only sit three meters away from him, watching him in sadness, unable to warm him, or give him strength.
Thinking of something, Bella Sutton looked at Adrian Davies and said, "Adrian, don't worry, I will definitely kill Virgil Davies and avenge Grandpa!"
"It's not necessary, Bella, I will handle these things myself." Adrian Davies' voice was cold, his gaze fierce, carrying a chilling killing intent.
He would kill Virgil Davies, but he did not need to rely on anyone else's hand.
Grandpa's revenge, he would exact himself!…
Bella Sutton understood Adrian Davies' thoughts all too well.
