Chapter 181 Little Wyatt: Unfilial son, get in here!
The sky was misty; a sliver of a moon hung white.
Stars were sparse, scattered across the expansive, frigid night breeze from the mountains that chilled to the bone. William Hale called Zac Cruz, asking him and Kyle Lowe to take care of Liam Hugh, who must have been scared to madness by his younger uncle.
After all, he had lost control of himself, pleading that his mind was unwell and that he needed to recuperate in a mental hospital.
When Zac Cruz arrived, he saw two cars collided, their bodies dented, which also gave him a fright.
William Hale then made a call to his cousin.
"How is grandma?"
The one who was most heartbroken was her.
"Not very well."
"Has she got home yet?"
"No, she insisted on going to the temple."
By this time, they had already reached the temple. The mountain gates were closed for the night, and it was only because the Old Lady had donated a considerable amount of money for incense oil over time that she was allowed in. She knelt on the meditation cushion, worshiping the Buddha, and when her head touched the ground, Hannah Johnson saw her grandmother’s shoulders shaking...