As soon as he said that, the door was kicked open. Next, he watched as his subordinates were thrown into the room one after another, lying on the floor and wailing in pain.
Lastly, he saw a tall and slender man walking in. The man was handsome. Even though he was smiling, he was overflowing with a menacing aura.
"You… You are…" Mason stuttered. Then, he shouted, "Young Master Yates, Jonathan Yates?"
One of the three wealthiest families in Capital City, the Yates family!
Their ancestors were mafias with countless disciples. Even though they switched to legal businesses, they still had inherent cruelty underneath their gentle facade.
Hence, Jonathan was a living Hades that no one would dare to provoke.
Mason immediately showed a fawning smile. With his head that was wrapped in white bandages, he looked extremely ridiculous. Then, Mason carefully asked, "Mr. Yates, why… Why are you doing this? I don't think I've offended you, right?"
