Chapter 478

Bruce, under my prompting, finally shifted his gaze onto Freddie. He then strode steadily toward the group. Observing Bruce's approach, Freddie dropped his head even lower. Although his facial expression was unclear, one could faintly see his trembling shoulders. Just then, John stepped forward and asked, "Let's cut to the chase. Who gave you the orders?" Upon hearing the question, I advanced two steps closer and locked my focus firmly on Freddie. He stole a timid glance at Bruce before bowing his head further. Noticing Freddie's reaction, Bruce furrowed his brow and exchanged a quick glance with a beefy man beside him. In the next instant, two burly men seized Freddie's arms. One of them gripped his hair and slammed his head forcefully onto the ground. After a couple of thuds, Freddie immediately began to plead, "Mr. Harold, spare me, please! It's not that I don't dare to speak. It's just that he said he's your..." Freddie hesitated. He looked distressed as if struggling to cont