Chapter 1007

Silas looked confused, but he dared not ask anything else. Grabbing his severed hand, he leaped into the car and urged the driver to speed off. Inside, he placed the hand into a refrigerator, his expression shifting from fawning compliance to seething resentment. "Damn it! You're nothing but an arrogant, fake man! And you still dared to cut off my hand!" he growled through clenched teeth. "Just wait until Mr. Lance exposes you! Let's see what you'll do then!" Back at the sanatorium, Yvonne couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Lewis, did you leave something on him as insurance?" "You noticed?" Steven smiled, a little surprised. With his cunning nature, it was unthinkable that he'd let Silas go without a contingency plan. "That man has been a scourge for years," Yvonne said with a hint of admiration. "Mr. Lewis, you've rid the citizens of a menace once again. I truly admire you." Steven chuckled lightly and ordered, "Clean this up." He quickly arranged for the scene to be handled. As for