Chapter 963 Settle The Score

• Wilfred examined the medicine bottle in his hand, emitting a slight cough.
• “I'm curious, Mr. Luther,” Wilfred began, “for a capable man like you, dealing with that dreadful woman in my family would be as simple as lifting a finger. I don't understand why you chose such a roundabout strategy, painstakingly saving me, only to use me as a tool to eliminate her.”
• Artemis leaned casually against the screen, his arms folded across his chest, radiating an air of nonchalance.