chapter 73 You mean...that Mr. Huang?

In the villa lobby.

The man was lying on a sofa made of golden nanmu wood. He did not look well. He looked weak, his face was pale, and he was extremely thin.

But, it was this person that made Wang Tong, who was confident and calm during the day, dare not even breathe in front of him.

He is not someone else.

It was Teddy Zimmerman's father, Zhang Tianyang.

"Mr. Zhang, this is what happened. I have recorded the whereabouts of the young master today...