Chapter 337 Lennox the Heartless Bastard

After Hailey left the room, Morris' fury only intensified. "Who was it? Who the hell was behind this?" Morris snarled through clenched teeth. His bloodshot eyes brimmed with hatred and madness. He swore to himself that once he uncovered the mastermind, he would make them pay dearly. Morris wouldn't just ruin their social status. He wanted that person to suffer pain a hundred—no, a thousand times—worse than what he was enduring now. Just then, his phone rang. It was Carl. Morris frowned in irritation but still forced a calm tone as he answered the call. "Hello?" "Morris, are you alright? I heard you were beaten badly." Carl's voice was thick with concern. "I'm fine. It's merely a scratch," Morris replied stiffly. He didn't want anyone to know how badly he was hurt. Carl clearly didn't buy it. "A scratch? It's all over the internet. People are saying your face was covered in blood and you had to be carried into an ambulance. You're a laughing stock in Jerrington now." "What?"