"Are you sent by Sasha?"
The man ignored him and left as soon as he finished speaking.
Zeke punched his car angrily and asked the driver to drive to the Molina's house.
Sasha didn't expect Zeke would suddenly come back.
She was just about to put on airs and lecture him, but Zeke directly kicked open the door aggressively.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Sasha screamed in a sharp voice. The anger she had suppressed with great difficulty rose again.
But when she saw Zeke's injuries, Sasha was still slightly stunned.
"How did you end up like this? What, you were scratched by your little lover?" Sasha sneered.
Zeke entered the room with a malicious look in his eyes. His aura was unbelievably cold.
"Shouldn't I be asking you why, Ms. Molina?" he said in a deep voice.
"What do you mean?"
Sasha didn't expect Zeke to be so troublesome.
"You suspect that I did it?"