Chapter 663: Angela's Delayed Meal

Jared glared menacingly at Joshua, but his clenched fist hesitated to fall. Suddenly, he realized that the man before him was not the uncle he remembered. He did not deserve the name Joshua, did not deserve to be part of the Farrell family, and certainly did not deserve to incite such anger in him. Slowly, Jared loosened his grip, allowing Joshua to collapse to the ground like a free-falling object. Joshua did not struggle; he fell like a fallen leaf and then chuckled lightly. No one knew what he was laughing about, nor could anyone discern what was going through his mind. Jared pulled out a handkerchief, wiped his hands, and indifferently tossed it to the ground. “White Tiger, I wonder if you'd still be as spirited without ST-1.” Joshua's laughter abruptly stopped, and his eyes, sharp as knives, shot straight towards Jared. “What do you mean?" Jared sneered, "Exactly what I said," and with that, he walked away. Joshua made a move to follow, but was firmly chained, unable to mov