James Thompson took the towel passed by Jasper Winters and slowly wiped the blood off his knuckles.
Max Woods was already lying on the ground, half-dead.
Max Woods's persuasion of Victor Langston had crossed James Thompson's bottom line.
It concerned the life of his dear Julia Land.
His family's.
Had it not been for the occasional rise and fall of Max Woods's chest, one might have thought he was dead.
Victor Langston's eyes widened in horror as he watched the man standing before him, unable to stop trembling.
James Thompson walked up to Victor Langston and looked down at him.
Victor Langston wanted to back away, but he was restrained by the bodyguards.
"Would you rather live a life worse than death, or would you prefer money?"
James Thompson handed the towel back to Jasper Winters and asked Victor Langston casually.
Of course, he didn't need an answer from Victor Langston.
He just wanted to scare him.
After all, Victor Langston was still useful.