Chapter 222

"Trying to play dumb with me?" Vivian pressed harder, and Richard Grant let out a sharp scream. "You think I won’t kill you?" Her voice was cold as ice, and her eyes were even colder. Richard's face twisted in pain, sweat pouring as he cried out, "Stop! Stop! I really don’t know who he is! I swear I’m telling the truth!" He doesn’t know who the guy is? So this person never revealed his identity at all? Vivian didn’t push the needle any further, but she didn’t pull it out either. She kept her tone cold as she asked, "You don’t even know who he is and still dared to work with him? And you expect me to buy that?" "I swear it’s true! H-He called me first, okay? He gave me so many benefits, I had no reason to say no..." Richard’s face was soaked with cold sweat. He cursed Vivian to hell in his mind—how dare that brat actually stab him! She’d really lost all respect! "How do you usually contact him?" "Through a private number. It’s the one that called you today. But sir said he’d change it a