Chapter 1189: Hannah Ford, You're the Trash

"Mr. Coldwell..."

The manager's voice was trembling. It was said that Mr. Coldwell always acted ruthlessly, and although the trouble wasn't their fault, it was indeed in their hotel that Mr. Coldwell's people had been injured.

If Mr. Coldwell decided to pursue the matter, not even their boss could afford the consequences.

"Mr. Coldwell, rest assured, we will fully cooperate. We've already called the parents of these two children. Once their parents arrive, our restaurant can testify for your guest."

At this point, the manager just wanted to save himself, no longer trying to mediate the conflict like at the beginning.

Benjamin Coldwell gave a slight wave of his hand, "It doesn't matter whether there are witnesses or not, the military's interrogation room will make these children tell the truth."

His lofty gaze swept over Abbie and Lulu. Abbie's face still showed hostility, with no trace of fear.