Chapter 768

The atmosphere felt mysterious. The group finally stopped in front of a closed door. A bodyguard opened it and gestured for Charles to enter.

Charles stepped inside and scanned the room, his gaze eventually landing on Shane. Shane sat on the sofa, legs crossed, bathed in warm yellow light that gave him a mysterious aura. His fingers held a cigarette, the glow of the ember flickering, blending with his intimidating presence.

Hearing the footsteps at the door, Shane turned his head and slowly stood up. "Dad."

Charles nodded and sat next to Shane, his eyes falling on the barely conscious man lying on the ground. "Still hasn't talked?"

Shane shook his head, muttering a curse. "This guy won't say a word, no matter what."

Charles looked at the man, a glint of cold, murderous intent flashing in his deep eyes. "Who sent you to kill Mr. Fisher Sr.?"

The room fell silent.

The man’s breathing was shallow, his eyes barely open.

Seeing no response, Charles stood and approached him. "Not ans