Chapter 82

Theo tossed the slippers onto the floor and slipped them on. "Kingston..." The room was quiet for a split second. Then, a scream tore through it. "Ah!" Kingston didn't even change his expression. He lifted his foot and stepped on the man's hand, grinding down slowly. "Tell me. Who contacted you?" The man fought through the pain and forced out the words, "It was Mr. Kingston Howard—" He didn't get to finish. The pain cut him off again, and a muffled groan ripped from his throat. Kingston lifted his foot and glanced at the hand on the floor, the finger joints already twisted out of place. He raised a brow and spoke lightly. "What? I didn't catch that." The man on the floor had gone deathly pale. The pain in his fingers was vicious, drilling straight into his bones. He couldn't even struggle anymore. "Mr. Howard... won't let you get away with this." He still tried to act tough. A cold smile tugged at Kingston's lips. He drove his foot into the man's chest. The man's breathin