In the living room, a smooth-faced middle-aged French man was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.
"Jenny, who is looking for me outside?"
Muffled by a hand over her mouth, Jenny let out a whimper, trying to warn her husband.
The man lowered his newspaper and looked up toward the doorway, only to discover that his wife was being dragged into the house with her mouth covered by a strange man.
He stood up abruptly. "Who are you, and what do you want?!"
Old Bryan held up a single finger. "Shh~"
He quickly glanced at the layout of the living room and dragged Jenny all the way to the open kitchen island connected to the living room.
"Mr. McDonald, I have no intention of harming you and your wife, but that's on the condition that you obediently tell me the information I want."
McDonald darkened his face and asked, "What do you want to know?"
"There is a private auction being held tonight, and I want to know everything about this auction."
McDonald's pupils shrank sharply, and without a moment's hesitation, he refused. "Impossible!"
A trace of fluctuation rippled through Old Bryan's calm eyes.
Instead of continuing to talk nonsense, he released the hand covering the woman's mouth and turned on the meat grinder in front of the counter.
The whirring sound of the meat grinder blades caused McDonald's expression to change drastically. "What do you want to do?!"
Controlled by Old Bryan, Jenny trembled with terror, her face written all over with fright.
"Mike! Save me!"
Old Bryan grabbed her right hand and forcefully pulled it toward the opening of the meat grinder.
"Tell me the information about the private auction~"
McDonald refused again. "No! Impossible!"
Old Bryan apologized regretfully. "Sorry, madam, this is your husband's choice~"
With