Chapter 879

Seeing Maeve's and Zion's lack of response, Darren had no choice but to press on. "Mr. Spencer, is there some urgent business that brought you back this time?" "Yes, there is," Zion replied lazily. Then he gave a casual order, "Bring them in." A group of men shoved Darren's wife and daughter into the room. Amelia Rogers, who had her plump body tightly bound, had tear-streaked makeup running down her face. His daughter, Tina Ross, was pinned to the floor. She sobbed uncontrollably, "Dad! Help me, Dad!" As Tina was still wearing her casual attire that she wore to school, it was clear she was dragged straight from class. "Amelia! Tina!" Darren's face turned as white as a sheet. "Mr. Spencer! What the hell is this? I've worked for you like a slave for years. Why are you tying up my family?" "Mr. Ross, that's not the right way to put it. Have you been a slave for Mr. Spencer, or for the Palmer family?" Maeve's voice was gentle, but the underlying threat was unmistakable. Darren's fa