Waylon Lewis's men were naturally just like Waylon Lewis himself: domineering and oppressive. Isaiah Lewis spoke no further. With a wave from Thomas Hughes, the two bodyguards immediately stepped forward, grabbing Isaiah Lewis from both sides.
"Let me go, what does he want with me?"
"Think about the good deeds you've done."
"I won't go, I won't go, let me go, I want to see Elder Lewis." Isaiah Lewis cried out in panic, sensing that something bad was about to happen.
He had witnessed Waylon's methods before. With the current situation, would he even return alive after being taken away?
Isaiah Lewis was terrified to the extreme.
...
"Ah..." A piercing scream resounded within the villa.
"Waylon Lewis, I am your biological uncle, a blood relative. How dare you do this? Aren't you afraid of the news reaching Elder Lewis? Ah..."
The shrill scream was hair-raising.