Chapter 637

The man unlocked the door and inserted the key, then glanced emotionlessly at Matthew. "Declan Wooler is dead. If you owe him money, give it to him when you see him down there!" Matthew was baffled at how unmoved the other party was at the offer of 100 thousand dollars. Frankly, this was his first experience. Right then, a group of people approached from a distance, radiating aggression and hostility. Leading the group was an average-looking woman while the rest were three burly men. Before they even arrived, the woman shouted, "Stand right there, Wooler!" At that, Matthew instantly knew the person in front of him was related to Declan. However, he wasn't in a hurry. He would stand aside and wait for this Wooler guy to finish his business with the woman before questioning him. When the man, Kingston Wooler, saw the woman, he seemed concerned. "Scarlett, why are you here?" Scarlett Marlowe's voice was sharp and her words came out in a rapid-fire rush, like a machine gun. "Have