Chapter 361

A stern-looking middle-aged man sat in the living room of the mansion. The middle-aged man was Andrei Hawkins.

Just then, his subordinate reported, "Mr. Hawkins, we've checked, and the bombs in the car are real."

A flicker of surprise passed through Andrei's eyes. "Oh? It seems the death of his son has hit him hard."

At that moment, the door opened, and Perry walked in. "You are finally willing to see me!"

Andrei smiled. "If I refused, would you have blown up my door?"

Perry sat down, expressionless. "Andrei, I know you hate me. Ever since the moment I took her from you, you've held a deep-seated grudge against me. Now that I'm here, you can finally fulfill your wish."

Waving his hand, Andrei maintained his smile and said, "Don't be so pessimistic. Your ability to father children should still be intact. You understand what I mean, right?"

There was a crazy light in Perry's eyes as he shouted, "No! My son is dead, and there will never be another! I have to kill that person.