Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 253 - 252 Threaten Mr. Hale? Precisely Stepping on Mines (3 More)

Chapter 253: 252 Threaten Mr. Hale? Precisely Stepping on Mines (3 More)

William Hale was already stern, but at that moment, a sharp wolf-like glint burst forth from the depths of his eyes, frightening Mrs. Wells so much that her heart trembled, and she bit her lip.

Many journalists wondered,

Back then?

What was that about?

Why stop speaking halfway?

"Mr. Hale, if you truly know Ryan Wells’ whereabouts, please do tell us. I beg you, he’s our only son," Johnson Wells pleaded.

"Since Mrs. Wells has mentioned the events of the past, let’s have a good talk," William Hale said coldly.

"You are adamant that Ryan Wells’ disappearance is connected to me, merely because back then, he nearly died at my hands."

The reporters’ pupils shuddered.

The events of the past, they had vaguely sensed something from their circles.

But there had been orders from above, no reporting allowed.

So it was all speculation.

They hadn’t expected that one day William Hale would openly admit to it.

"Perhaps everyone is curious, I had no deep relationship with Ryan Wells, we didn’t even know each other, so why would I suddenly lash out at him?" William Hale looked toward Mrs. and Mr. Wells, "You might want to ask his parents..."

"How many girls he has ruined over the years!"

"How many lives he has destroyed!"

Zoe Bell sat in the car.

Hearing this, she hazily recalled the events of the past, feeling a tingling in her scalp.

Back then...

If not for William Hale, she might have already fallen into Ryan Wells’ trap, perhaps her whole life would have been ruined.

That night, upon closer reflection, many things were bizarre.

Drinking, passing out, waking up in a hotel room.

Pearl Lopez left the dance troupe, vanished.

She had always known, something major had happened that night.

—

When the journalists pointed their cameras at Mrs. and Mr. Wells, the couple instantly panicked, and Johnson Wells forced calmness, "William Hale, I’m telling you about my son’s disappearance, why bring up old debts?"

"What? Feeling guilty for being a thief?"

"Deliberately shifting focus? My son must have been taken away by you!"

William Hale laughed out, "I just want to tell everyone, there are many who hated Ryan Wells, who wanted him dead, who wanted him to disappear from this world, not just me."

"Those girls he maltreated, their families must despise him."

"This kind of person, even if he was stabbed to death walking down the street, I wouldn’t be surprised."

"You..." Mrs. Wells was incensed by his words, turning pale, "Mr. Hale, your words are too harsh."

"Harsh? Compared to the filthy deeds he has done, my words are nothing!" William Hale coldly laughed, "As expected, one doesn’t feel the pain of the knife unless it’s in their own flesh."

"Those hurt girls, aren’t they the precious treasures of their parents?"

"Just your son is precious?"

"The purity, reputation, future, even the lives of others, are all worthless in your eyes."

"Let me tell you, Ryan Wells’ downfall is inextricably linked to your failures as parents!"

"You’re talking nonsense!" Mrs. Wells was enraged, her eyes red, "Ryan did do some wrong things, but he was young, just a kid."

"That’s nonsensical!" Zac Cruz couldn’t hold back anymore.

"He was a kid?"

"Some of those he ruined were underage, he was no kid, just purely evil. This kind of beast, even if he died a hundred times, a thousand times, he would deserve it!"

"There are many who want him dead, if you have the ability, go find them one by one, see if they will give you a friendly face!"

"All day long, harassing others, they’re giving you face."

"Your son is missing, then call the police, we’re not the police, not his parents, we have no obligation to find your son for you."

Zac Cruz usually acted as an assistant, with his boss around, he didn’t dare act rashly.

Today, he just couldn’t hold back.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wells exploded with fury.

"Mr. Hale, is this your person? Won’t you manage him?"

William Hale raised an eyebrow, glanced at Zac Cruz.

Zac Cruz pursed his lips, "Boss, I just couldn’t hold back..."

"Well spoken, I’ll give you a raise."

Zac Cruz’s eyes suddenly lit up.

The surrounding reporters nearly laughed out loud.

This Mr. Hale...

Truly sly.

The Wells couple was fuming, initially, they approached the journalists hoping to use the media to pressure William Hale into revealing the whereabouts of their son, but the result was completely the opposite, now the journalists had turned all their attentions on them.

"Mr. Wells, Mrs. Wells, is what Mr. Hale said true? Just how many girls did Ryan really harm?"

"Were there any underage ones?"

"Did you cover up for him afterward?"

"..."

This boomerang had ultimately fallen on them!

Seeing the situation, William Hale prepared to leave first, blocking the car here severely affected the traffic, Mrs. Wells saw him leaving, breathed deep, and shoved through the reporters blocking her way.

"William Hale, don’t go!"

Having finally cornered him, if they couldn’t get answers this time, they likely wouldn’t get another chance.

Her hand had not even touched William Hale when Zac Cruz intervened with his hand.

"Move aside!"

Mrs. Wells was so anxious she wanted to start a fight.

Zac Cruz wouldn’t indulge her, violently raising his hand, directly pushing her to the ground.

"Sweetheart!" Johnson Wells exclaimed out, "William Hale, hitting a woman, that’s too much."

"Woman?" William Hale scoffed, "Under normal circumstances, I’m willing to be a gentleman, respect all ladies, but that doesn’t mean I can tolerate a lunatic acting up."

Johnson Wells clenched his teeth.

He simply couldn’t argue with him.

He tried to help his wife up, but Mrs. Wells knelt directly in front of William Hale, "Mr. Hale, I beg you, tell us Ryan’s whereabouts..."

"Or at least tell us if he is alive or dead!"

"I beg you, can I kowtow to you?"

"It’s true Ryan made mistakes, but he has paid a price, he’s not even thirty yet, he still has a long life ahead, please let him go!"

William Hale frowned, "I don’t know."

A journalist couldn’t stand looking any longer, "Mrs. Wells, maybe Mr. Hale really doesn’t know, are you mistaken? Besides, his feud with your son, that was six or seven years ago."

"Yes, the road is already this blocked, you should leave quickly."

Journalists urged one after another.

Clearly, everyone believed Ryan’s disappearance had nothing to do with William Hale.

"No, it’s not..." Mrs. Wells climbed up from the ground, "Just a week ago, my son made a mistake in a moment of confusion and provoked him, but he has paid the price."

"Then he disappeared, it must have been him!"

William Hale laughed out, "A moment of confusion? Made a mistake? Mrs. Wells really knows how to trivialize things,"

"Why not just tell everyone what your son actually did!"

"He was just confused!"

"Stalking and spying for over half a month, that’s not a spur of the moment but premeditated!" William voiced sternly, "Those who crossed me paid a price, and he deserved it."

Bully?

The word was subtly used.

Considering Ryan Wells’ prior misdeeds, people could naturally guess a bit.

William Hale’s close female associates were few, Ryan Wells probably didn’t dare target Hannah Johnson, so it had to be Zoe Bell!

Moreover, Mrs. Wells had just mentioned her name!

"Zoe Bell wasn’t really harmed, I even compensated her, why won’t you just reveal where you’re hiding Ryan?" Mrs. Wells’ eyes were red.

Johnson Wells was frantic.

His wife truly was mad to blurt out anything.

"Do you think such matters can be settled with money?" William Hale found it amusing.

"She wasn’t hurt after all, but my son was crippled, losing a hand, and besides..." Mrs. Wells gritted her teeth, "We Wells may not be as formidable as your Hale family, but we still have some connections."

"Are you really willing to break ties with us over a woman?"

"We’ve paid, and she took the money, such a money-minded woman isn’t worth your protection."

"Truly, if it comes to a point where both fish and net break, what good does it do you!"

The Wells family has always been cleaning up Ryan Wells’ messes.

In their eyes, Zoe Bell and other girls were just people problems that could be solved with money.

William Hale raised an eyebrow looking at her, "Mrs. Wells, are you threatening me?"

Zac Cruz stood by, drawing in a breath of cold air:

Mrs. Wells really knows how to dance in a minefield.

Touch one mine, and it triggers.