บท 220: Chapter 220 Lord Buddha said, let William Cole commit suicide!

"Fraser—"

The ninth concubine screamed heartrendingly.

But alas, Fraser Acosta was already dead — there was no turning back.

Charles Acosta's mouth dropped open: "Sister, what happened?"

"Who killed Fraser?"

The ninth concubine smiled grimly: "Hahaha, I know, it must be William Cole, it has to be him."

"It was him ... he must have sneaked into the sickroom and killed Fraser."

The ninth concubine growled: "Call for the Acosta family's men, all of them!"

"Within one hour, be on standby outside the Thirteen Hall."

"I want that boy's life!" An hour later, over a hundred black business cars parked at Thirteen Hall's entrance, surrounding it tightly.

Not only that, the ninth concubine's men also blocked the two roads on either side, directing all traffic to detour.

For a moment, there was dead silence at the entrance of Thirteen Hall.

The shops on both sides of the street were also compelled to close — with this show of force, who would dare to conduct business?