"No, no!" Carl Witlock smiled apologetically. "Of course not. It's just that I'm very surprised that such a noble guest like Mr. Jones would visit us."
"Oh, vocabulary?" Heinz said with obvious disdain, "Showing off your vocabulary after reading a few books?"
They didn't come with good intentions.
It could be felt from Heinz's tone that he was very unhappy.
But Carl didn't know what was going on.
Heinz looked around and then gave Lester a look.
Lester took a step forward and looked at Carl's face. In a low voice, he asked, "What did you guys do yesterday?"
Carl was taken aback. "Yesterday?"
Something flashed across his mind all of a sudden. Yesterday, he brought Jensen's woman here, and then gave her a few slaps in the face. Was that the reason why Heinz came here?
Carl's heart skipped a beat. Of course, he didn't want to provoke Heinz's anger. After all, Mr. Jones could shake the whole city with one stomp.
"Yes, yesterday." Lester's voice carried a sense of oppression.