Chapter 501

As soon as he spoke, the atmosphere in the sitting room became tense.

Vincent's expression darkened significantly, and his already unhealthy complexion turned even more grim.

"What did you say?" Vincent asked coldly, every word laced with anger.

The man in the black suit also frowned, his expression showing displeasure at Sebastian's words.

Who dared to curse Vincent, predicting he wouldn't live past the night? That was a death wish!

Michael, however, just smirked, thinking that Sebastian must be insane to say such things to Vincent.

But Sebastian remained unruffled. "Mr. Hindon, it's your choice to believe it or not. But from what I see, you won't last through the night. Even if I make the Life Prolonging Pill, you won't be around to receive it."

"How dare you!" Vincent roared, slamming his hand on the armrest. In his sudden burst of anger, he coughed violently, spitting out blood.

Michael was alarmed. He rushed toward him and said, "Mr. Hindon, you mustn't get agitated, or