Chapter 870 Betrayal

That person cocked his eye at him without saying a word. Gregory smirked coldly. Picking up a whip, Harold cracked it while he said in a furious voice, “The Young Master asked you a question. Didn’t you hear him? Answer him!” The person let out a blood-curdling scream following the lash but despite that, he still looked daggers at Gregory before he spit a mouthful of blood at the latter. Vickie’s eyes turned cold. What a hard nut. However, Gregory remained unfazed. “It’s fine even if you refuse to speak. I always have a way to find out what I want to know.” With downcast eyes, he threw a remark. “I remember, you’ve been with me since you were thirteen, right?” The other party held his tongue. Gregory continued, “Your family was oppressed by some local political figure that year, so much so your sister died a tragic death and your mother fell horribly sick. You didn’t have the money to get the medication nor admit her to a hospital, so you participated in the illegal fig