Chapter 428

As Horace's trusted confidant and nephew, Giles was like a family to him. Giles handled the stuff Horace couldn't get involved in. He took care of all those matters. With all the years they'd known each other, Horace treated Giles like his son. The fact that it wasn't Giles calling him made him worry that Giles could be in danger. The voice over the phone started trembling. "He could be dead." Upon hearing that, Horace snapped. "What do you mean by 'could'? What's the situation? Get straight to the point!" Though his voice was old and frail, it was as terrifying as a tiger when he shouted. Anyone hearing it would feel their skin crawl. The person on the phone started speaking faster. "The villa went up in flames. Before the place caught fire, the handpicked elite soldiers and Mr. Wood were still inside. I suspect they're already dead." Horace smashed the watering can to the ground. It became dented as it rolled toward a flowering pot before stopping. Water had spilled all over th