He's a Devil

On the surface, Simon and Hazel looked very calm. Both of them drank the tea with different thoughts in their minds. Simon curled his lips and asked, "Shall we get down to business now?" Hazel was stunned. She obviously felt that his attitude had changed. She asked with puzzlement, "Sean, you?" "Humph." Simon sneered. "Sean? You don't deserve to say this name." Hazel's face suddenly turned pale. She looked at Simon in astonishment. "You, you... Why did you say that?" Simon stood up from the sofa and looked down at her disdainfully. "You are not qualified to ask me questions! I'm telling you, Charles is in my hands. If you want him to be safe, tell me the people from the Long Family behind you! Otherwise, I will kill you!" "..." Hazel's lips were bloodless. She mumbled, "How, how could you do this to me?" Suddenly, she seemed to think of something. She opened her eyes wide and pointed at Simon as if she had seen a ghost. "No, you're not Sean!" When Simon's eyes swept across Hazel again,