Back in the living room, Wilson was sitting with Matthew, smiling happily, as if they were friends. Not long after James and Helen were taken in, they went unconscious on the sofa. Wilson's smile broadened when he saw that, for he knew that was the effect of Seven Tails. However, he was surprised that Matthew didn‘t fall unconscious.
'Huh, he's probably powerful enough to suppress it, but so what? He can only control his own curse, not his wife's. In the end, he still has to listen to me.'
When he saw Leroy coming in with Sanchez, Wilson was already beaming. He stood up and introduced them to each other. "Ah, Mr. Larson, you must be wondering. This is Sanchez, a voodoo master from Orleans. You‘re a miracle doctor, so you should know how powerful the voodoo clan from Orleans is. Oh, remember the salad you had tonight? We added his curse in it. How did it taste?"
Matthew answered calmly, “Mr. Lach, I believe we've never crossed you, so why are you doing this?”
Wilson chuckled. “Not before this, no. But you crossed me when you interfered with our business. Half of the investment in the villa area you bought belongs to my family. Of course l'm going to buy it back. My plan was perfect, but you interfered and took the whole project away. I believe that‘s quite rude of you, Mr. Larson.“
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