Chapter 57

“Blake Coleman, I’ll ask you this one last time. Where is my wife?” Manfred’s voice was as cold as ice, his bloodied face resembling that of a vengeful ghost. Blake was still nonchalant, as if he could not be touched. This was because he felt that neither Manfred nor Samuel would dare to truly raise a hand against him. “Didn’t I already tell you? She’s dead. She was already dead when you were taken,” he said. Manfred did not go ballistic like he did earlier. Instead, he was still deathly calm. However, Samuel felt a vicious murderous intent radiating from the old man. “Call your underlings. Get as many as you can,” Samuel told Johann. If Manfred truly killed Blake here, they could not escape with just the three of them. Johann whipped out his phone in a frenzy and quickly punched the numbers on his phone. “Since she’s already dead, go ahead and accompany her, will you? She’s scared of the dark,” Manfred said. Blake looked at him disdainfully and said, “You dare to kill me? Do you know