Chapter 63

Wyatt's words made Sebastian's face change instantly. He grabbed the teacup from the table and flung it fiercely at Wyatt, who managed to dodge it. The fancy porcelain tea cup crashed onto the ground, breaking into countless fragments. "Hey dude, you asking for trouble?" Sebastian's eyes widened in anger. His two tough henchmen behind him pulled out their guns, ready for action. Facing the guns pointed at him, Wyatt stayed calm as ever. "What's going on Mr. Lorn?" Ann's expression turned cold. "What's going on? This bastard cursed Mona to die!" Sebastian's gaze was sharp. Mona was his everything, like his own flesh and blood. No one could mess with her. "Drop the guns and let Wyatt explain." Ann's voice rose. "Alright, I'll do you this favor." Sebastian waved his hand, signaling his men to put away their guns. Then, he slammed his hand on the table, fixing his gaze on Wyatt. "You better come up with a convincing explanation, or you ain't leaving the Martial Arts Garden today