Chapter 144 Conspiracy

In a luxurious garden-style mansion, Aunt Liao, the housekeeper of the Li Zhaojun family, was forced by four menacing young men covered with tattoos to walk to the center of the hall.

Aunt Liao's face was pale and ghastly, her entire body shaking uncontrollably. If it wasn't for the fear of being beaten by those four thugs, she probably wouldn't even have the strength to walk.

"Lift your head and answer my question," came the voice of a young man in front, flat yet with an undertone of haughty condescension.

Aunt Liao tremulously lifted her head, only to see a flashy young man seated about two meters away, dressed in high-end brands, a watch on his wrist shimmering with wealth and status.

The young man appeared to be in his late twenties, tall and slender, with handsome features and an air of extraordinary bearing, obviously a young master of significant background.

"Yes... yes," Aunt Liao stuttered in response.

The young man said, "I ask you, are you Li Zhaojun's housekeeper?"