Chapter 773

Freaking out, Alistair flailed his hands and shouted non-stop, "You don't need to do this. My family has nothing to do with it. I honestly have no clue about The Misfortune Veil's location or who owns the organization. Show some mercy, please!" Matthew started counting. "One." His voice was cold and robotic like a heartless machine. When Alistair heard it, it sent chills down his spine. Just hearing it was enough to make his skin crawl. "Please! Enough with the counting. I'll tell you everything I know." Matthew carried on counting, "Two." Alistair held up a hand. "Okay, I'll spill it right now. The owner is probably in his 30s, but I'm not sure of his exact age. I'm just guessing based on the sound of his voice. He likes to eat pasta. One time, when he was on the phone, I overheard someone next to him ordering pasta. I'm guessing he was eating at a pasta place." Matthew coldly asked, "Is that all? I need a way to find him. If this is all you're giving me, I'll start counting to