Chapter 1967

Matthew walked down the stairs and exited the building when a voice called out from behind. "Wait for me, Mr. Grant." He turned around and saw Byron running over, drenched in sweat. He furrowed his brow and asked, "Weren't you putting out the fire?" Catching his breath, Byron replied, "The firefighters told us to evacuate immediately. They're on it. But the fire isn't spreading at all, which is pretty strange. "Meanwhile, the living room was completely wrecked by the fire, and there was a body there. Looks like someone got targeted. The cops showed up too." Matthew hummed in acknowledgment without saying a word. He knew the cops would be here because he was the one who called Brinley. Plus, he had already sent Brinley a photo of Valentino's written confession, including the names of the scammers. Besides giving credit to Brinley, Matthew handled the cleanup as the Punisher, so he had nothing to worry about. Byron suddenly got flustered. "Mr. Grant…" Matthew frowned. "Do you wan