Chapter 1008

The police escorting Romello forcibly restrained him. Nathaniel stood still, holding the umbrella with one hand. His blue eyes appeared more sinister under the dim light, and he flashed a wildly arrogant smirk. Romello was shaking with rage but could not do anything due to the heavy handcuffs and chains on his legs. This was the difference between a winner and a loser. Once defeated, the loser would lose all power. Romello could not do a single thing. Nathaniel pretended to sigh with regret. "Romello, rest assured, I'll visit you often in prison. After all, the high-security prison is a good place. I spent half a year there and almost went crazy. Now, you'll spend your whole life there. What should we do?" Romello's eyes brimmed with intense hatred. If looks could kill, Nathaniel would have been dead. Romello struggled to break free, wanting to charge forward. However, the officers on both sides held him down tightly, dragging him toward the prison. Nathaniel wa