Chapter 1237

Perseus didn't speak loudly, but his voice was as cold as ice. Clarissa trembled slightly, and she slowly turned around. The slap mark on her left cheek was unmistakable. Perseus cupped Clarissa's face and took a deep breath. "Who did this? Tell me." He wouldn't have poked his nose into her business in the past. However, things were different now. Clarissa was his responsibility too. After all, he slept with her. If the world accused him of being a scumbag, then so be it. Perseus would be a scumbag with heart, loyalty, and a sense of responsibility. "It's fine, Perseus. I'm really…" Clarissa intended to keep lying to him, but her phone rang. "Hello, Billy. What's wrong?" "Hi, Ms. Miller. Ms. Jones' injuries are much more severe, and she's undergoing surgery now. With that said, her life isn't in danger. "Perhaps we should call the police, Ms. Miller. They've crossed a line. I know they are foreign guests, but that didn't mean they could hit anyone as they pleased. Ms. Miller…"