C200 Cut Off Francis's Finger

"Mr Edwards, Miss Qiu, you're here." Khalil Howard didn't even look at Gerald. He walked straight to Anson and Valeria, stopped in front of them, bent down and said respectfully.

Even if Gerald was beaten to death, he could not believe what he saw with his own eyes. Khalil Howard was actually so respectful to a young whelp.

It was as if Anson was the master and Khalil Howard was the servant