Chapter 708

Jackson lay on the floor, his face covered in blood, with streaks of fresh wounds all over his body. The beating he had endured was evident in his pitiful state. The leader of the group gave him a casual glance, and someone immediately brought over a basin of water, pouring it over his head. He woke up instantly. As soon as he regained consciousness, he started sobbing. "Please don't hit me anymore! I didn't do anything… I swear… Please!" Under the dim light, a man chuckled. "Didn't do anything? Lying isn't a good habit, is it Mr. Zanders?" Hearing that familiar voice, Jackson opened his eyes. What he saw made his soul practically leave his body in terror. "Mr. Hall? What brings you here?" Jeremiah sat leisurely in a chair with one leg crossed over the other, looking down at the battered and miserable man before him. "Why am I here? Shouldn't you already know the answer, Mr. Zanders?" Jeremiah sneered coldly as he stared at him sharply. "I don't show up for no reason. Consideri