Chapter 265: Killing My Civilians is Like Killing My Parents! _3

His whole family had been "ushered" to this place early in the morning.

Patrick was still a bit groggy.

Suddenly, he heard a commotion from the crowd nearby, and as he looked up in confusion, he saw several people take the stage that had been set up in the square, among them, a very familiar face.

"Dad, that looks like the portrait posted at our front door," Patrick pointed out.

His father hastily pressed down on his hand.

"Shh, don't talk."

Patrick nodded, looking up to see the man standing in front of the microphone, a pained expression on his face.

"Gentlemen, ladies, I am guilty," he said.

"Such hypocrisy! Pah!"

"Even if he apologizes, Halina's whole family is gone, what good is an apology."

"This is Victor..."

Listening to the quiet conversations of the adults around him, Patrick also realized who the man above was.