Adam Sinclair lowered his head and quickly browsed through the information on his phone, his thin lips pursed into a straight line.
Just then, his phone rang.
He picked up the phone and held it to his ear, "Speak."
"Young Master Sinclair, I've sent the information you requested to your phone. Did you see it?"
It was the same person just now!
Adam Sinclair's starry eyes were stern, "I saw it."
"Young Master Sinclair, what are the plans next?" The person knew well how much Adam valued Olivia Lewis and directly asked him about the next steps for revenge.
The man, elegant and resembling a noble young master from the Middle Ages, curled his thin lips into an authoritative arc, like a bloodthirsty demon, "An eye for an eye!"
...
Two hours later.
